It's fun to stay at the YMCA, Go west, macho man, Nobody can't stop the music, Groovin' to the beat, all night long. In the village people, we find our tribe, Dancing in neon lights, feeling alive. YMCA, a place to be free, Where everyone's welcome, just be. Go west to the land of dreams, Macho man, full of confidence, it seems. Music playing, hearts soaring, In this moment, nothing else is important.