Forward Moonwalk

Ay-ya-ya! Falling up the steps and walking backwards up the corridor Ay-ya-ya! Spitting wine into what used to be a broken glass And pour it in the bottle Ay-ya-ya! Back, back combing my hair in the mirror Sweat evaporating from my glands Ay-ya-ya! Sobering up as the drummers counting down the band (4,3,2,1) Got turn the lights off, every room I walk into Baby pull your fist back, you can take away my bruise Last thing that I said to you, wasn't a good chat up line Got to forward moonwalk, forward moonwalk through the night Walk backwards through time, trying to figure out what went right? Ahh-haa Oooh-hoo Ay-ya-ya! There a machine at the pub that swallows cigarettes And spits out money Ay-ya-ya! There's a table pulling balls out of its pockets And a target throwing darts to me Ay-ya-ya! Everybody's laughing, so I guess I should say something funny Ay-ya-ya! If I could play it back back I would play it different I would know what's coming Got turn the lights off, every room I walk into Baby pull your fist back, you can take away my bruise Last thing that I said to you, wasn't a good chat up line Got to forward moonwalk, forward moonwalk through the night Walk backwards through time, trying to figure out what went right? Backwards through time. walk, (lyrics in reverse) Ay-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya!