| Lyric | Song Title | Band |
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| I got me a Chrysler, it seats about 20. So hurry up and bring your jukebox money. | |
| Do a little dance, make a little love...... | |
| Callin' out, around the world, are you ready for a new beat? Summer's here, and the time is right, for...... | |
| Through the long lonely nights she filled my sleep. Her body softly swaying to that smoky beat, down on........ | |
| Yeah, they were dancin' and singin' and movin' to the groovin' | |
| Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand | |
| On the waves of the air, there is dancin' out there. If it's somethin' we can share, we can steal it. | |
| A little bit of Monika in my life, a little bit of Erica by my side | |
| You say your prayers though you don't care, you dance and shake the hurt, dance..... | |
| All we need is a drummer, for people who only need a beat. I'm gonna add a little guitar, and make it easy to move your feet | |
| Let's sway - you could look into my eyes, let's sway under the moonlight, this serious moonlight | |
| Cmon cmon, cmon, cmon, baby, now, come on and work it on out | |
| Ev'rybody get off your feet.....We know you can dance to the beat..... | |
| Get up on your feet, yeah. Step to the beat. Boy what will it be. | |
| My baby moves at midnight—goes right on till the dawn. My woman, takes me higher; my woman keeps me warm. | |
| I need you, by me, beside me, to guide me, to hold me, to scold me, | |
| Se necessita una poca de gracia, una poca de gracia | |
| | Lyric | Song Title | Band |
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| This dance ain't for everybody. Only the sexy people. So all you fly mothers, get on out there and dance. | |
| Take your passion, and make it happen. Pictures come alive, you can dance right through your life | |
| Well, you can swing it you can groove it, you can really start to move it..... | |
| So let's sink another drink, 'cause it'll give me time to think. If I had the chance, I'd ask the world to dance | |
| While your feet are stompin', and the jam is pumpin', look at here the crowd is jumpin'. | |
| You should see my little Sis. She really knows how to rock. She knows how to twist. | |
| Let rhythm embrace ya. Gotta be what you wanna. | |
| You gotta swing your hips now. Come on baby, jump up, mmmmmm jump back | |
| Always at the party con las chicas que soy buena. Come join me, dance with me. | |
| Step right up and don't be shy, because you will not believe your eyes. She's right here behind the glass, and you're gonna like her | |
| Friday night and the lights are low. Looking out for the place to go. Where they play the right music | |
| I wanna feel the heat with somebody | |
| Kick off your Sunday shoes. Please, Louise. Pull me offa my knees. | |
| It's just a jump to the left. And then a step to the right. With your hands on your hips. | |
| Let the music take control (control control). Let the rhythm move you. | |
| You've got a cute way of talking, you got the better of me. Just snap your fingers and I'm walking, like a dog hanging on your lead. | |
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