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Bust A Move

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Bust A Move was released on November 2, 2009 by Columbia as a part of the album Glee: The Music, Volume 1

Song Details

AlbumGlee: The Music, Volume 1

Release DateNovember 2, 2009

LabelColumbia

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM119

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Glee Cast

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Matt Dike

Composer

Luther Rabb

Composer

Marvin Young

Composer

James Walters

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Adam Anders

Recording Engineer

Peer Astrom

Producer

Ryan Petersen

Recording Engineer

Tim Davis

Additional Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Bust it

[Verse 2]

This here's a tale for all the fellas

Tryna do what those ladies tell us

Get shot down 'cause you're overzealous

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Okay smarty, go to a party

Girls are scantily clad and showin' body

A chick walks by, you wish you could sex her

But you standing on the wall like you was Poindexter

Next days' function, high class luncheon

Food is served and you stone cold munchin'

Music comes on people start to dance

But then you ate so much you nearly split your pants

A girl starts walking, guys start gawking

Sits down next to you and starts talking

Said she wants to dance 'cause she likes the groove

So come on fatso and just bust a move

[Verse 3]

Just bust a move

[Verse 4]

You're on a mission and you're wishing

Someone could cure your lonely condition

Looking for love in all the wrong places

No fine girls, just ugly faces

From frustration, first inclination

Is to become a monk and leave the situation

But every dark tunnel has a light of hope

So don't hang yourself with a celibate rope

Your movie's showing, so you're going

Could care less about the five your blowing

Theater gets dark just to start the show

And then you spot a fine woman sittin' in your row

She's dressed in yellow, she says, "Hello"

"Come sit next to me you fine fellow"

You run over there without a second to lose

And what comes next, hey, bust a move

[Verse 5]

If you want it, you got it

If you want it, baby you got it (Just bust a move)

If you want it, you got it

If you want it, baby you got it

[Verse 6]

In this city ladies look pretty

Guys tell jokes so they can seem witty

Tell a funny joke just to get some play

But then you try to make a move and she says, No way

Girls are fakin', goodness sakin'

They want a man who brings home the bacon

Got no money and you got no car

Then you got no woman, and there you are

Some girls are sadistic, materialistic

Lookin' for a man makes them opportunistic

They're laying on the beach perpetrating a tan

So that a brother with the money can be their man

So on the beach your strolling, real high rolling

Everything you have is yours and not stolen

A girl runs up with something to prove

So don't just stand there, bust a move

[Verse 7]

If you want it, you got it

If you want it, baby you got it (Just bust a move)

If you want it, you got it

If you want it, baby you got it

Break it down for me fellas

[Verse 8]

Your best friend Harry has a brother Larry

In five days from now he's gonna marry

He's hoping you can make it there if you can

'Cause in the ceremony you'll be the best man

You say neat-o, check your libido

And roll to the church in your new tuxedo

The bride walks down just to start the wedding

And there's one more girl you won't be getting

So you start thinking, then you start blinking

A bridesmaid looks and thinks you're winkin'

She thinks you're kinda cute, so she winks back

And now you're feeling really fine, 'cause the girl is stacked

Reception's jumping, bass is pumping

Look at the girl and your heart starts thumping

Says she wants to dance to a different group

Now you know what to do, G, bust a move

[Verse 9]

You want it, you got it

You want it, baby you got it (Just bust a move)

You want it, you got it

You want it, baby you got it (Move it boy)

Written by: James Walters, Luther Rabb, Marvin Young, Matt Dike

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