no! Dance - when you got the blues Let's dance - you got nothin' to lose Take a chance, two feet to use. Dance - when you got the blues Let's dance -
! Dance - when you got the blues Let's dance - you got nothin' to lose Take a chance, two feet to use. Dance - when you got the blues Let's dance - you
tanzen! Tanzen ist fur mich unentbehrlich, aber auch nicht ganz ungefahrlich. Ich warne euch noch mal, jetzt ehrlich: Achtung! Ich will tanzen! Gib
Achtung! Mein Tanzstil ist notorisch. Ich bin ein bisschen grobmotorisch. Ich warne euch mal provisorisch: Achtung! Ich will tanzen! Tanzen ist fur
Auch wenn's mir nichts bringt, ich seh sie noch umringt von all den Leuten in dem Schuppen Im Scheinwerferlicht durch den Rauch von hundert Fluppen seh
never been Too hard to keep it in Good girl, independent citizen But you can't go back No they never let you back Same dance different hall Some guys
'll go to heaven I got a figure that she don's know I ain't even see her... before [Chorus:] I've been trying to get her off my mind Cause it would be wise
frying pan like the sparks in me brand Like the sparks in me eyes, televised, stellar rise of the wise ass wise guys It?s the Buddha 800 pounds of Pupppet
're happy when the bomb drops down Don't make sound 'Cause the dance floor's a desert And the dancers are parched Do a rain dance and you brace through
they had cherry deheaters If I want a toast, hustled up various reefer Ithaca, Ithaca, hydro, why yo? Haze on delivery, lives hoes, five fo But kept the fo-five, for wise guys
deheaters If I want a toast, hustled up various reefer Ithica, Ithica, hydro, why yo? Haze on delivery, lives hoes, five fo But kept the fo-five, for wise guys
Anna I'm not your man, Anna I just really want you to understand, Anna Life is rough, but, uh Somebody cares enough to tell you this stuff, Anna Hey yo, you can either dance
' dubs, Mr. Superthug Pulled up with a group of trucks, everybody knew who he was I ain't playin' the boy was cute, and I'm sayin' We only danced one
? And Jesus went to talk to Omie Wise She said I never did trust religious guys And the heat is rising from Octobers throat She says ?uptown boy, hey can you dance