Dancing Fools
All the people in
They don't care about their luck
The stuff just keeps a-changing from bad to worse
All the bad men in the ghetto
When it comes their time to truck
Don't forget what will be turning back the curse
In
When you take away the beat
The lovers are just loving to get it on
And in Louie they just wait awhile
'Till they can find the heat
The moving and the shoving gonna carry them along
[chorus]
Those dancing fools
With their feet all on fire
And their heads way up yonder in the clouds
They can't be fooled
By no high-tone music liar
But they love that rocking guitar
And they dig that driving drum
And they become dancing fools
When you turn it up loud
All the jokers down in
When the summer sits down hot
Don't forget to play the rhythm hard all night
Their brothers in those
Would rather juke than not
Moonshine liquor let's 'em see the light
From the
To the
To the blue Pacific you will find
That our
And our bodies bounce the beat
If there ain't no way to shake it you lose your mind
© 1980 Chuck Puckett
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