When we go out dancing on a Friday night I get this funny something's not quite right My sense of rhythm is incontrovertibly shite I can't fake it
I can the pity in your big eyes The perpetrator lies between my back and my thighs It doesn't want to wiggle though I try try I can't make it
I get the feeling that I look absurd I get the that I look absurd - and it hurts
I can't shake it
Couldn't walk the line inside the country scene And disco was a flop I'm sure dancing queen Couldn't really qualify for breakdancing I just break it Tried moving my body to latest hit Someone called the nurse thought I was having a fit execute the moonwalk like I stepped in shit I can't take it
I get the feeling that I look absurd I get the feeling that I look absurd and it hurts