When we go out dancing on a Friday night I get this feeling something's not quite right My sense of rhythm is incontrovertibly shite I can't it
I can see 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 try I can't make it
I the feeling that I look absurd I get the feeling that I look - and it hurts
I just can't shake
Couldn't walk the line inside the country scene And disco was a flop I'm sure no dancing 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 I 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 - and it hurts