| When we start a-dancing I’m a nervous wreck
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| Your kinda shaking has a rare effect
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| I can’t stop a-flipping over what you’re doing
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| That kinda beat can drive a man to ruin
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| Slow down, baby, can ya hear me shout?
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| Stop! |
| You’re knockin' me out
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| Crazy bout your rhythm when you’re rock 'n' rolling
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| All I’m asking honey is that you control it
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| Your dancing is entrancing, oh, yes indeedy
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| But my one objection is you’re much too speedy
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| Slow down, baby, can ya hear me shout?
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| Stop! |
| You’re knockin' me out
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| We go dancing
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| And everything is fine
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| We’re romancing
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| The music is divine
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| Then the band starts to syncopate
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| You jump from thirty three to seventy eight
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| Spinning like a record on a record machine
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| You’ve got me going dizzy over your routine
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| The way ya shake your shoulders and the way ya twist 'em
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| Starts a chain reaction in my nervous system
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| Slow down, baby, can ya hear me shout?
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| Stop! |
| You’re knockin' me out
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| Whoo!
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| Ah, shake it honey
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| Oh, slow it down
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| Oh, now we go dancing
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| Everything is fine
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| We’re romancing
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| The music is divine
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| Then the band starts to syncopate
|
| You jump from thirty three to seventy eight
|
| Spinning like a record on a record machine
|
| You’ve got me going dizzy over your routine
|
| The way ya shake your shoulders and the way ya twist 'em
|
| Starts a chain reaction in my nervous system
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| Slow down, baby, can ya hear me shout?
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| Stop! |
| You’re knockin' me out
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| Slow down, baby, can ya hear me shout?
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| Stop! |