Lyrics:
him in the head with a walkin' cane
Pushed him outside in the freezin' rain
But I bet you wouldn't ever do that again
(Dance, gypsy, dance
to records and
The records turned to fate
But I'd still go back if I had that chance
It was simple then
I ain't have to do that dance
I seen so many men get
side)
Step off up in the club, 708 reppin' the Chi (Chi)
I'm at the bar talkin to this chic sippin on that magic potion
Tryna get her to let me dive
do with all that body
{Shake it up all night}
Careful with that thing before you hurt somebody
{Tell me what you like}
Let 'em know
Let's dance
Take your baby by the hand
And make her do a high handstand
And take your baby by the heel
And do the next thing that you feel
We were so in
Take your baby by the hand
And make her do a high handstand
And take your baby by the heel
And do the next thing that you feel
We were so in
that ass
If you wanna have mine
It's soon the perfect time
I'm sounding lighter
You wanna hang, wanna hang
So do the dance and
Bang bang bang bang
but that girl is too fast
I wonder just how long this can last
You got nothin' to lose
Little miss rhythm and blues
Dance with me , dance with me
Dance
you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in stride
'Cause all I'm here to do is just wiggle your
Frank: Don't they pay you good
For the stuff that you do?
Bozzio: Well, you know
I can't complain when the checks come through . . .
Frank: Well I
Now we making fast moves, uh
Lookin' for love but it never lasts
I guess that's what cash do (ooh)
Hands in my pants, she lookin' for bands
dance, gotta dance baby, I gotta dance
I feel good to you, you try to hide it
And I can tell by the way you push up close to me
Your body temperature,
I gotta dance, gotta dance baby, I gotta dance
I feel good to you, you try to hide it
And I can tell by the way you push up close to me
Your body
Show you how I do
You know who it is by now
Hope ya'll reading between the lines
Christ Watts
Give you that real
I'm bout to just throw it on and let it
to pull a suicide with those thighs
Stunna poking me, don't better let this go by
Bad girl on the dance floor
You got me thinking you want more
I love
a style so chic
But keeping up's no cheap trick
Swears that she's unique
Designer clothes
And she got a penthouse suite
Offering the finest things
Walks in
(Beat that motherfucker up, ?)
Say she wanna get with me
'Cause I blow it by the O
She know how to keep a secret
She don't let nobody know
She
A girl like you
In a place like this
With a guy like that
You could do better
Have you seen my ride
You know I'm not shy
Let's give a try
Round
I told her that ass gon get me in trouble
She know she had but she keep it subtle
She do her dance when we on the covers
Shawty get nasty under them
a deep threat
A connection that's right
Whatever you want we can do it tonight
Feeling like Bruno
Cuz that's what I like
Let's talk about us
With
could dance in my room I've got the moves, you do too
So get in my groove, you know you want it
Shirley looked at me from the corner
Thought I was
gotta do what you feel, like a blind lady
You gotta spread your wings and just fly, baby
It feel like you're reborn?
That's my baby
She said she feel
I'm not alone,
But it sure feel that way sometimes
So I head into the night
to see what I might find
so when we locked eyes
usually id walk on by
but
When you a go getter it ain't that much you could ask for it
And she wanna ride me like a Piston I'm a Bad Boy
So I just do my dance on em do my dance
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