Dancing girls I'll make you hum, I'll pin my chest Dancing men it's what you know, you do your best And if you call me back tomorrow night You'll call and I'll be gone 'Cause you know that I won't dance And you're knocking us all down Be selected and your bride will be known If she gets you I'll be thrown On your highway In your high Dancing girls could use a break I must confess Dancing men could do for oxygen express For paris in the hole I will not be enslaving nor bewitched For position how we bitched In condition to be hitched Be selective and your pride will be shown If you find it I'll be thrown On your highway In your high And if you please I may Escort you all the way Just sit you down and say Be thankful everyday For everything and pray For dancing girls and dancing men To dance Their lives away
Writer(s): Robert Pollard Jr Lyrics powered by