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Now Dance 2004
Disc 1
01. Pretty Green Eyes
02. The Boys of Summer
03. I Can’t Let You Go
04. Fly on the Wings of Love
05. I Begin to Wonder
06. Loneliness
07. Satisfaction
08. Broken Bones
09. Wilderness
10. Nothing but You
11. Never
12. Show Me a Sign
13. I Want to Know What Love Is (Bimbo Jones vocal)
14. Loving Arms
15. Passion ’03
16. What Will Be, Will Be (Destiny)
17. At the End
18. Gia
19. Barcelona
20. Be With You (Milky 7″ edit)
21. Yeh, Yeh, Yeh (Shanghai Surprise remix edit)
22. I See You Baby (Fatboy Slim radio edit)
Disc 2
01. Jumpin’
02. Superstar
03. Cry Me a River (Dirty Vegas vocal mix)
04. Stuck (Barry Harris & Chris Cox remix edit)
05. Summer Jam
06. Deepest Blue
07. I’m in Heaven
08. Shake It (Move a Little Closer)
09. How Did You Know?
10. Husan
11. Make Luv
12. C’mon Lady
13. No Letting Go (Al B-Rich club mix)
14. Stars
15. Crazy Talk
16. Let the Sunshine In (Club Crazy mix)
17. Love at First Sight (The Scumfrog’s Beauty & The Beast vocal edit)
18. Just a Little More Love (Wally Lopez remix edit)
19. The Golden Path (Ewan Pearson extended vocal)
20. Finest Dreams
Idol Billy
Billy Idol
Shooting Stars
Here I come again
It is the end of the night
And baby stuck out tonight
Oh but to her strange vibes
To make her feel alright
For baby's feeling sick
Well now she tried so hard
So hard to be hip
She's shooting stars
With her friends
She's shooting stars
Till the end
What is the time of day
She thinks she's really hip
Oh it can be so maim
If you wanna play that game
Why don't you listen to me

Don't go out tonight
Don't go out with no boys
Oh your heads always to the ground baby
On the scrounge at the peppermint ground
Baby's feeling sense
Well now she tried so hard
So hard to be hip

She's shooting stars
With her friends
She's shooting stars
Till the end
What is the time of day
She thinks she's really hip
Well you wanna play the fool
You wanna be so cruel
You wanna shoot that hero
Oh don't you know that baby
Revolution or maim

It is the end of the night
And baby stopped out tonight
To many sing marks on her hearts
To do her any more harm
Baby's feeling sick
They tracked her down
And she tried so hard
So hard to be hip
She's shooting stars
With her friends
She's shooting stars
Till the end
She's shooting stars
With her friends
She's shooting stars
Till the end

Come on, be her friend
You know she's in my trust
You know she's in my strong