Perché mentre il deejay francese nei due video fa la sua comparsa esattamente con un copia e incolla di immagini, Rihanna ha girato sequenze totalmente diverse.
Ne sono quindi uscite 2 versioni, una denominata "Day" (quella ovviamente più colorata e sgargiante) e l'altra "Night", la versione che rimane. Entrambe mostrano la cantante delle Barbados inconfondibile nel suo stile, a volte eccessivo, altre più affascinante. L'unico punto di contatto potrebbero essere le autoreggenti indossate in entrambi i video, più eleganti nella versione Night, in latex quelle della versione Day. Che dire, l'ho già criticata in passato per i suoi look, però al fascino di calze e reggicalze è sempre fatica resistere.
Eccola quindi nei due video, e poi in fondo vi lascio al testo della canzone.
Day version:
Night version, la mia preferita.
PS. In realtà c'è una piccola cosa che ho tenuto alla fine ed è una domanda: come mai Guetta e Rihanna hanno realizzato due video? Che abbia a che fare con il fatto che il famoso fotografo David LaChapelle ha querelato la versione Day perché troppo simile al suo stile? Boh...
Testo | Lyrics
Feel the adrenaline moving under my skin
It’s an addiction such an eruption
Sound is my remedy feeding me energy
Music is all I need.
Baby, I just wanna dance
I don’t really care
I just wanna dance
I don’t really care… care… care (feel it in the air… yeah)
[Chorus]
She’s been a crazy dita disco diva… and you wonder:
“Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?”
Too cold for you to keep her
Too hot for you to leave her
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Back on the dancefloor better not to take me home
Bass kicking so hot blazing through my beating heart
French kissing on the floor, heart is beating hardcore
Heard everybody is getting a little sexy on the crazy juice
This will end up in the news
Baby, I just wanna dance
I don’t really care I just wanna dance
I don’t really care… care… care (feel it in the air… yeah
[Chorus]
She’s been a crazy dita disco diva… and you wonder:
“Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?”
Too cold for you to keep her
Too hot for you to leave her
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
I’ll try to sex you up the night has got me love sprung
I won’t stop until the sun is up oh yeah
My heart is a dancer beating like a disco drum oh oh uh oh
I’ll try to sex you up the night has got me love sprung
I won’t stop until the sun is up oh yeah
My heart is a dancer beating like a disco drum
Beating like a disco drum… beating like a disco drum…
[Chorus]
She’s been a crazy dita disco diva… and you wonder:
“Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?”
Too cold for you to keep her
Too hot for you to leave her
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Feel the adrenaline moving under my skin
It’s an addiction such an eruption
Sound is my remedy feeding me energy
Music is all I need.
Baby, I just wanna dance
I don’t really care
I just wanna dance
I don’t really care… care… care (feel it in the air… yeah)
[Chorus]
She’s been a crazy dita disco diva… and you wonder:
“Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?”
Too cold for you to keep her
Too hot for you to leave her
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Back on the dancefloor better not to take me home
Bass kicking so hot blazing through my beating heart
French kissing on the floor, heart is beating hardcore
Heard everybody is getting a little sexy on the crazy juice
This will end up in the news
Baby, I just wanna dance
I don’t really care I just wanna dance
I don’t really care… care… care (feel it in the air… yeah
[Chorus]
She’s been a crazy dita disco diva… and you wonder:
“Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?”
Too cold for you to keep her
Too hot for you to leave her
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
I’ll try to sex you up the night has got me love sprung
I won’t stop until the sun is up oh yeah
My heart is a dancer beating like a disco drum oh oh uh oh
I’ll try to sex you up the night has got me love sprung
I won’t stop until the sun is up oh yeah
My heart is a dancer beating like a disco drum
Beating like a disco drum… beating like a disco drum…
[Chorus]
She’s been a crazy dita disco diva… and you wonder:
“Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?”
Too cold for you to keep her
Too hot for you to leave her
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
Who’s that chick? who’s that chick?
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