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