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Kygo & Parson James - 60 Hits Summer 2015 - Stole the Show
60 Hits Summer 2015
Disc 1
01. Cheerleader
02. On verra
03. El Perdon
04. Est-ce que tu m’aimes ?
05. Foutue mélodie
06. Normal
07. Conmigo
08. Jour 1
09. One Last Time (attends-moi)
10. Black Magic
11. Pretty Girls
12. Sugar
13. Shut Up and Dance
14. Open Season (une autre saison)
15. Save Me
16. Titanium
17. Emmène-moi
18. Rendez-vous au soleil
19. I Need Your Love
20. I’m Not Rich
Disc 2
01. Stole the Show
02. Ain’t Nobody (Loves Me Better)
03. Worth It
04. I Want You to Know
05. Intoxicated
06. Feel the Vibe
07. Supergirl
08. Paname
09. Dans le bendo
10. Sans rancune
11. Sous ma peau
12. Cheers
13. Hold Up
14. Jamais
15. Firestorm
16. For You
17. The Hum
18. Springfield
19. Secrets
20. Music
Disc 3
01. Reality
02. Englishman in New York
03. Fire Meet Gasoline
04. Five More Hours
05. Doucement
06. Je tourne en rond
07. Comme d’hab
08. Promets pas la lune
09. Jamais trop tard
10. Je poetise
11. Getting Down
12. Te quiero
13. Warrior
14. Another You
15. El no te da
16. Dime
17. Adrenaline rush
18. Kensei
19. Riva (Restart the Game)
20. Just Married
Darling, darling, oh, turn the lights back on now
Watching, watching, as the credits all roll down
Crying, crying, you know we're playing to a full house, house

No heroes, villains, one to blame
While wilted roses fill the stage
And the thrill, the thrill is gone
Our debut was a masterpiece
But in the end for you and me
Oh, the show, it can't go on

We used to have it all, but now's our curtain call
So hold for the applause, oh
And wave out to the crowd, and take our final bow
Oh, it's our time to go, but at least we stole the show
At least we stole the show
At least we stole the show
At least we stole the show
At least we stole the show

At least we stole the show

Darling, darling, you know that we are sold out
This is fading, but the band plays on now
We're crying, crying, so let the velvet roll down, down

No heroes, villains, one to blame
While wilted roses fill the stage
And the thrill, the thrill is gone
Our debut was a masterpiece
Our lines we read so perfectly
But the show, it can't go on

We used to have it all, but now's our curtain call
So hold for the applause, oh
And wave out to the crowd, and take our final bow
Oh, it's our time to go, but at least we stole the show
At least we stole the show
At least we stole the show
At least we stole the show

Stole the show
At least we stole the show
Stole the show
At least we syole the show