Cynthia get up and dance to the music! Get on up and dance to the music! Dance to the music, dance to the music Dance to the music, dance to the music
Sing a simple song Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm talking, talking, talking, talking, talking in my sleep I'm walking, walking, walking
Booty, loose booty Booty (Shadrach, meshack, abednego) (Shadrach, meshack, abednego) (Shadrach, meshack, abednego) (Shadrach, meshack, abednego) Booty
Everybody's talkin' about the seventh son In the whole wide world, there is only one And I'm the one, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm the one, there you go I'm
I can understand frustration Joined by agitation Creates aggravation Led by a congregation But don't burn baby, burn You just learn, baby, learn Don'
You caught me smilin' again You caught me smilin' again Hangin' loose 'cause you ain't used To see me turned on You caught me smilin' again You caught
I met you Then I wanted you You shunned me Then I haunted you Now we're together but it's not the same as it was when I first met you It's hard to believe
the music Dance to the music Dance to the music Keep on dancin' to the music Keep on dancin' to the music If them Joneses hey, us alone Then them Stoner
Running away to get away Ha ha ha ha You're wearing out your shoes Look at you, fooling you Making blues of day and night Hee hee hee hee You're stretching
You can make it if you try You can make it if you try Push a little harder Think a little deeper Don't let the plastic Bring you down (All together
Hey, dig I know how it feels to be expect to get a fair shake But they won't let you forget That you're the underdog and you've got to be twice as good
Pretty, pretty, pretty as a picture Witty, witty, witty as you can be Blind 'cause your eyes see only glitter Closed to the things that make you free
When push comes to a shovin' I'd rather make some lovin' And if I'm being sneaky For something too, too freaky I get high on you I get high on you What
Love city Love city Another generation Who do you wanna be? Get into your own thing Everybody's free, free, free, free Love city Love city Look into
I can say it more than once 'Cause I'm thinking twice as fast, yodel-ayde-a Everything I like is nice That's why I try to have it twice, yodel-ayde-a
Sometimes I'm right but I can be wrong My own beliefs are in my song The butcher, the banker, the drummer and then Makes no difference what group I'm
Loose, two, three, four Turn me loose, you got my mind You got my body, you got my soul Turn me loose, I'm incomplete She got my heart, I'm out of control
End of the spring and here she comes back Hi, hi, hi, hi there Them summer days, those summer days That's when I had most of my fun back High, high,
