Why have a song if you ain’t gonna sing?
Make a move, do your thing
It don’t really matter if you’re out of tone
So enjoy yourself all afternoon
I’m putting my foot down
I swing my thing back around
And play my favorite tune
That we’ve begun, that I know
Wipe up the shoes if you ain’t gonna dance
Free your mind, take a chance
What are you doing? Just hanging around
Show your hip – go down town
I’m putting my foot down
I swing my thing back around
And play my favorite tune
That we’ve begun, that I know
I’ll bet you sooner than later
Head out in of the sand
Stop lying in the ghetto
Sipping whiskey with my crackers and spill
Why wear the ring if it ain’t gonna shine
Tell your man you’re worth doing
Why ever hide it? It ain’t gonna buzz
Kiss and hide in fear his love
I’m putting my foot down
And swing my thing back a..
I’m putting my foot down
And switch this hit back a..
And blame my own damn tone
Though really that man I know
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