Kick, the spirit kicks
But the moonshine plays cheap tricks
Us kids are cold and cagey rattling around the town
Scaring the oldies into their dressing gowns
As the dribbling dogs howl
What's so wrong with just a little fun?
We still got the taste dancin' on our tongues
When we pucker up, our lips are bee-stung
We still got the taste dancin' on our tongues
We got gusto, we are headstrong
We still got the taste dancin' on our tongues
Fill our bellies and we fill our lungs
We still got the taste dancin' on our tongues
Darling, the spirit is kicking
Don't be fooled by the moonshine, it's tricking
Frock spill like alcopop around girls' knees
Trousers and blouses make excellent sheets
Down dimly lit streets
What's so wrong with just a little fun?
We still got the taste dancin' on our tongues
When we pucker up, our lips are bee-stung
We still got the taste dancin' on our tongues
We got gusto, we are headstrong
We still got the taste dancin' on our tongues
Fill our bellies and we fill our lungs
We still got the taste dancin' on our tongues
Why should we feel bad for what we've done?
We still got the taste dancin' on our tongues
Love the smash and grab of our goings on
We still got the taste dancin' on our tongues
