| The way you walk ain’t walkin', it’s something mama don’t allow.
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| Let your hips do the talkin', and pretend you don’t know how.
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| Ruby red, oh baby blue,
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| Heaven knows what I can for you,
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| When you’re out there, doin' the Zig-Zag Walk.
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| Stiletto heels in stockin’s, trace the seam up to the top.
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| And you’re daring me to touch you, but I won’t know where to stop.
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| A little rude, that’s what you say,
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| It must be hard to keep the wolves at bay,
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| When you’re out there, doin' the Zig-Zag Walk.
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| Zig-zag, well it’s my kinda move,
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| Big drag if I can’t cut the groove,
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| No stone gonna be unturned,
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| When you’re walkin', walkin' and a-talkin',
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| Baby, doin' the Zig-Zag Walk.
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| Uh, doin' that walk.
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| The way we love ain’t lovin', don’t do nothin' for my heart.
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| Just a physical attraction, you’re the bulls-eye — I’m the dart.
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| At least I know the way you feel,
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| Don’t care nothing for a love that’s real,
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| When you’re out there, doin' the Zig-Zag Walk.
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| Zig-zag, walk like Marilyn Monroe,
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| Zig-zag, talk like Brigitte Bardot,
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| No stone gonna be unturned,
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| When you’re out there, walkin' and a talkin',
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| Baby, doin' the Zig-Zag Walk.
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| I said baby, doin' the Zig-Zag Walk,
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| Doin' that walk…
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| Mmmm, fontastique!
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| Ooh la la la!
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| She’s doing that walk
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| The Zig-Zag Walk… |