Hit Line

Well this is music And you can choose it "It's just a matter of taste," you say But don't abuse it Or institute it This could be another craze of the day A twelve bar blues it Or disco music It doesn't matter 'cause it's all the same A symphony, uh Just lend an ear A simple tune just sticks in the brain Hey, hey, boys Go put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's my turn, that's right Hey, hey, boys Put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's my turn, that's right A twentyfour track No mono flashback Just got to get you down on tape Computer remix You've got me transfixed I sometimes feel that I've been audibly raped The dancing people Whoa, they go "beep, beeple" You've got me moving so I can't sit down The Watusi Well, maybe could be The hottest thing to ever hit-hit-hit this town Hey, hey, boys Go put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's my turn, that's right Hey, hey, boys Put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's my turn, that's right Hey hey Keep it simple It's down to the beat Another cliché just Makes the song complete Win or lose, it's- It's a production line Carbon copies Singing the same old rhymes Hey, boys Go put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's my turn, that's right Hey, hey, boys Put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's my turn, that's right Hey, hey, boys Go put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's my-my-my-my turn, that's right Hey, hey, boys Put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my turn, that's right