When we go out dancing on Friday night I get this funny feeling something's not quite right My sense of rhythm is incontrovertibly shite I can't fake it
I see the pity in your brown eyes The perpetrator lies between my back and my thighs It doesn't want to wiggle though I try try try can't make it
I get the feeling that I look absurd get the feeling that I look absurd - and it hurts
I just can't shake it
Couldn't walk line inside the country scene And disco was a flop I'm sure no dancing queen Couldn't really qualify for breakdancing I just it Tried moving my to the latest hit Someone called the nurse thought I was having a fit I execute the moonwalk like I stepped shit I can't take it
I get the feeling that I look absurd I get the feeling that look absurd - and it hurts