(One, two, three, four)

Mama, tonight I can't fight the feeling

Hold back the tide, I'm on the cement kneeling

My will to fight her is in the bin

So put the bricks in my pocket, go on, let her in

I did it, I done it, I gave it the slog

I took all the pills, man, I kicked back the dog

And I sewed up my ears and I grew a new skin

Why she still at the back door tryna get in? Ah

Well, tonight I thought I'd give it one more crack

Out the sliding door, but she keeps coming back

And inside me, there is a burning gate

And my hands built the wood and my match lit the flame, so

Let your hair down, let your hair down, she'll say

I let my hair down, let my hair down, too late

Come on, get into it, you can be yourself

Sure, it's bad for your head, but it's great for my health

Shake it, baby, shake it, baby, you look good

Heard you trying other methods, but I wish you wouldn't

'Cause you and me are perfect, we're the one, two, three

Heard you wanna separate, but that don't work for me

Just keep dancing, just keep dancing, girl, you know it's inside you

You keep throwing cash at it, but you can't deny it

It's God, it's infinite, it's your burning star

It's the intergenerational cha-cha-cha