Girl, I gotta know How you dance like that D-d-dance like that Yeah, dance like that 'Cause you're putting on a show Can I take you back? Take you back
face you're a racist - you're a racist you better wise up soon you're a racist - you're a racist it will come back at - you! i grew up on the streets
free Of these hurricane streets? Live faster, live stronger Let us speed up or get blown over Time's wasting, how much longer Before I get myself free Of these hurricane streets
right Oh, for dancing in the street Dancing in Chicago (Dancing in the street) Down in New Orleans (Dancing in the street) In New York City (Dancing in the street
the street This is an invitation across the nation A chance for the folks to meet There'll be laughin' and singin' and music swingin' And dancin' in the streets
Crazy how it feels tonight Crazy how you make it all alright love You crush me with the things you do I do for you anything too Sitting smoking feeling
S'cuse me girl I know it's a bit embarrassing But I just noticed some tan lines On your shirt See, I reckon you're about an eight or a nine Maybe even
And I'm just standin' there, I can't say a word 'Cause everything's just gone I've got nothin', absolutely nothin' In one single moment your whole life
rollin' You can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets If you lookin' for me, I'll be rollin' You can find me in the streets, you
Uh huh, yeah, aw, man I got a sweet tooth, can you dig it? After this one you gon' need a root canal I love sugar all of it This one for all the nice
My first kiss went a little like this And twist and twist Well, my first kiss went a little like this And twist and twist I said no more teachers and
All along the street They're holding signs that say That I am lost And that I do not know the way I asked the rock Sitting in a shade of gray I asked
Gonna have a house party in my house Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday (Party) Thursday, Friday, Saturday (Party) Sunday better find somebody else So for one
Flash, flash, television Give me a new religion Fast, fast laser beams Dreams of robotic screens Dance, dance while you can This is your last chance
The sun is so hot, the drinks are so cold Your clothes just fall off, as the day goes We're gonna stay up, ain't gonna lay low We're gonna dance all night
on empty roads Into a gray and gold headstone And I'm proud to take my angel home But tonight you walk on streets of gold Walk on streets of gold, you walk on streets
You're way too young to be broken. You're way too young to fall apart. You're way too young to play these games, But you better start, But you better
I.P., you and me In the back of the car On the way to your home In the pouring rain On the side of the road In the light of the street In the recline
