Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Walk, artist - The Time. Date of issue: 23.08.1982
Song language: English
The Walk |
| Miscellaneous |
| The Walk |
| Attention everybody |
| I’m gonna show U a brand new dance |
| It’s called «The Walk,» «The Walk» |
| Just let your body talk |
| 'Til U’re deep in a trance |
| U don’t need no partner |
| U can walk all alone |
| (Say, say) Whenever U feel the groove |
| Just let your body move |
| Walkin' 2 a beat of your own (Hey) |
| Everybody walk your body |
| Everybody walk (U) |
| Everybody walk your body |
| Everybody walk |
| Attention everybody |
| I said it ain’t hard 2 do |
| U just walk, walk |
| Let your body talk |
| Walkin' so cool (Walkin' so cool) |
| Attention everybody |
| I said I just shined my shoes, yes I did |
| So U can let your body talk |
| But just watch where U walk |
| Or your life U’re gonna lose |
| In other words, I’ll walk U ‘til U’re dead |
| Everybody walk your body (Oh yeah, hey) |
| Everybody walk (U) |
| Everybody walk your body |
| Oh, everybody walk |
| The days of dancing in one place are gone |
| And honey, U know U can’t dance with them tight jeans on |
| If U try 2 cop a dip, U trip, slip, and fall |
| Walking’s 4 the cool baby, put on a camisole (Hey) |
| Everybody walk your body (Everybody walk your body) |
| Everybody walk (U) |
| Everybody walk your body (Everybody walk your body) |
| Everybody walk (Uh) |
| Who? |
| Me? |
| I wear baggies, zip, snap, and drop |
| (Mm) Easy access baby (Yes, before U get a chance 2 holler «Stop!») |
| Besides, Rollo likes his freedom |
| Ain’t nothin' like a fresh pair of baggies |
| Now I know that’s right |
| Everybody walk your body (Everybody walk your body) |
| Everybody walk (U) |
| Everybody walk your body |
| Everybody walk (Oh) |
| Hup 2, 3, 4, what the hell are we fightin' 4? |
| Walk! |
| Hup 2, 3, 4, what the hell are we fightin' 4? |
| Walk! |
| Company fall in line, talk |
| Hup 2, 3, 4, what the hell are we fightin' 4? |
| Walk! |
| (Jellybean) |
| Hup 2, 3, 4, what the hell are we fightin' 4? |
| Walk! |
| Piano man, play |
| Damn, I’m 'bout 2 walk a hole in my Stacy Adams |
| What time is it? |
| Little cute guitar player, make your mama proud |
| I want all of Detroit City 2 stand up, clap your hands! |
| Alright U Polaroids, stay in time with the drummer |
| Jellybean, don’t be so mean, uh (Hmm?) |
| Mr. Jellybean, turn it around, bass man walk downtown |
| Go on and walk, Terry |
| I don’t think they heard ya, mmm |
| What time is it? |
| Rock City |
| Uh! |
| Well OK, if U put it that way |
| Ain’t nobody bad… Cheerio |
| We don’t like policemen |
| We don’t like new wave |
| We don’t like television |
| Everybody walk your body |
| Everybody walk (Any walkers in the house?) (Hey) (Hey) (Oh) |
| Everybody walk your body |
| Everybody walk (That's OK, if U wanna sing, it’s cool, hey) |
| Everybody walk your body (Everybody walk your body) |
| Everybody walk (Yes) |
| Everybody walk your body |
| Everybody walk (Everybody walk your body) |
| (The finest baggies that money can buy, alright) |
| Everybody walk your body (Uh) |
| Everybody walk (Fuzztone, uh yeah) |
| Everybody walk your body |
| Oh, everybody walk (Band) |
| Everybody walk your body (Everybody walk your body) |
| Uh, say it again |
| Everybody walk your body |
| Everybody walk (What time is it?) |
| Everybody walk your body |
| Say, hey baby, where U goin'? |
| I’m going home |
| I can’t dance like that |
| Well baby, that’s because U got those jeans on 2 tight |
| Now let’s just take’em off |
| What do U mean «Let's just take’em off»? |
| Come on, take’em off |
| I got something 4 U 2 wear |
| Here, put this on |
| Uh, U always keep lingerie in your glove department? |
| None of my women wear gloves |
| Now put this on |
| But. |
| But my ass, hey, a play on words |
| But all the girls will stare at me |
| All the girls in this neighborhood already wear camisoles |
| I know, but. |
| But, but that’s because it’s cool |
| Now let’s get them jeans off |
| Ok, but I’m warning U |
| Warning me about what? |
| Mm, God, this zipper’s tight |
| Here, why don’t U lay down? |
| Um, that’s what I’m tryin' 2 tell U |
| Stop tryin' 2 tell me things and pull! |
| But. |
| Come on, pull! |
| I’m warning U |
| Mary sweet mother Jesus! |
| I told U |
| Damn baby, how’d U get all that in them jeans? |
| It wasn’t easy |
| I know that’s right, mmm! |
| Well, I think U’d be more comfortable in this |
| I’m sure I would, uh, I don’t know |
| Hurry up Grace, song’s almost over |
| My name’s not Grace |
| I know that, but hurry up … Grace |
| Man, these are weird |
| I guess the tag goes in the back, huh? |
| Hurry up |
| OK, OK, how do I look? |
| Almost as good as me, now let’s go! |
| (Hey Morris, what time is it?) |
| (Who's the lovely lady, introduce us) |
| I’ll introduce U 2 a headache if U don’t get out of my face! |
| OK baby, now check this out |
| We gonna walk ‘til the song’s over |
| In other words, meet me at the bar in 32 measures, cool? |
| Cool |
| And if U’re good, I’ll let U work the stick in my ride, waa ha ha! |