Ana Ariki
Composer(s): Fernando Ubiergo
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo



Cuenta la leyenda que una noche sin estrellas
Ana Ariki de la isla se marchó
y le dijo a Tongaroki espera volveré
algún día volveré

Tongaroki, como un loco, corre por la playa
de Anakena tras la huella
que ella le dejó al partir
Tongaroki sabe que ella nunca volverá
que otro mundo fue a buscar

Ana Ariki volverá, Ana Ariki por el mar
Make Make la traerá a la isla llegará
Ana Ariki hokiro mai
Ana Ariki aroto i te vai
Make Make e mauro mai
qui Rapa Nui tu uro mai

Con sus manos rudas y con materia del volcán
una figura de piedra le construyó
porque todo el tiempo
las piedras pueden esperar
pero no un corazón…

Y una tarde de invierno sólo se le vio
alejarse entre las olas
como persiguiendo al sol
y en la isla queda una silueta sin hablar
cuerpo de piedra ojos de sal…

Ana Ariki volverá, Ana Ariki por el mar
Make Make la traerá
a la isla llegará
Ana Ariki hokiro mai
Ana Ariki aroto i te vai
Make Make e mauro mai
qui Rapa Nui tu uro mai

Dancin' Shoes
Composer(s): Carl Storie
Performer(s): Nigel Olsson



Too many long converstaions
And no one is hearing a word
Just trying to escape the frustrations
Till a song in the night can be heard

Put on your dancin' shoes
Throw out those one night blues
Here's one to love and to chance
For a spin on that wheel of romance

Too slow to unriddle all your problems
Too lonely for someone to care
Long, lonely silence keeps haunting 
Till the song in the night finds you there

Put on your dancin' shoes
Throw out those one night blues
And here's one to love and to chance
For a spin on that wheel 
Spin on that wheel
Spin on that wheel of romance

A face like an angel, she's waiting
She smiles and looks over at you
You yearn for this situation
Now finally your dreams have come true

Put on your dancin' shoes
Sweep her away with you
'Cause here's one to love and to share
Caught on that wheel
Caught on that wheel
Caught on that wheel of romance

Put on your dancin' shoes
Put on your dancin' shoes
Sweep her away with you
Put on your dancin' shoes
Sweep her away with you
You, you, oh, you

Put on your dancin' shoes
Put on your dancin' shoes

An Old Straw Hat
From the film "Rebecca Of Sunnybrook Farm" (1938)
Composer(s): Harry Revel - Mack Gordon
Performer(s): Shirley Temple; Bunny Berigan & His Orch.; Maria Muldaur



What is all this dizzy busy hustling for
People running helter-skelter on their way
What is all this hazy crazy bustling for
No time to notice it's a sunny day

Why don't you take a vacation
Looks like you've got to have relaxation
Aw, come on, forget your troubles for a while
Why don't you try to feel like I do

If I had one wish to make
This is the wish I would choose
I'd want an old straw hat
A suit of overalls
And a worn out pair of shoes

Just let me roam around
Laughing at big city blues
With an old straw hat
A suit of overalls
And a worn out pair of shoes

Howdy, Mister Brown
Ho-hum!
Goin' fishin'? Hope you get a bite
Howdy Mister Jones!
Ho-hum!
How's about a hay ride Saturday night?

Sing hi-ho the merri-o
What've you got, what've you got to lose
Get an old straw hat
A suit of overalls
And a worn out pair of shoes

Dancin' Party
French Title: Comme L'été Dernier
Composer(s): Barry Mann; Dave Appell
First release by: Chubby Checker - 1962
Covered by various other artists



Everybody say Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah 
Oh Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah
Are you ready Yeah

Let's have a ball at the hall tonight
(Do this girl 'til the early bright)
Make a scene with the record machine
At the dancin' party tonight

Come on let's fly, mashed potatoes too 
Watusi girls at the dances do
Twist and shout till we knock ourselves out
At the dancin' party tonight

Cause summer time is party time
And everything's alright
Cause everyone is feelin' fine
And every night is Saturday night yeah

Mess around, Bristol Stompin; too
Pony now like it's all brand new
Any dance that you wanna do
At the dancin' party tonight
Yeah let's go now, come on

Come on let's fly, mashed potatoes too 
Watusi girls at the dances do
Twist and shout till we knock ourselves out
At the dancin' party tonight

Cause summer time is party time
And everything's alright
Cause everyone is feelin' fine
And every night is Saturday night yeah

(Babycake let's shake and shake)
Jump and stomp till the ceiling breaks
Have no fear, cause the gang's all here
At the twistin' party tonight

Is little sis here - Yeah
Is Dee Dee here - Yeah
Are the Orlons here - Yeah
Are the Dreamlovers here - Yeah
Are get yourselves down, go ahead...

An Old Log Cabin For Sale 
Composer(s): J.W. Payte 
Performer(s): Porter Wagoner; Marvin Gaster



While strolling along in the country
Reviewing the scenes new and old
I found an old-fashioned log cabin
So beautiful there to behold;
A stranger was standing in silence
His eyes firmly fixed on the door
My heart ached (in pity) or (and pitied) to see him
For these were the words that it bore

And the sign read "An old cabin for sale
An old oaken bucket and well"
F'he returns, just keep a log on the fire
And a light burning bright in the dell
Many years an old couple did patiently look

(so patiently looked)
For their boy whose last promise did fail
Now the old rockin' chair will be rocking no more
There's an old log cabin for sale

A welcome I read on the floor mat
An old braided rug by the door
The hands of an angel had made it
With many a prayer prayed before
In an old rockin' chair, long she waited
For one glimpse of him how she yearned
And now he was standing in silence
Too late, yes, too late he'd returned

And the sign read "An old cabin for sale
An old oaken bucket and well"
F'he returns, just keep a log on the fire
And a light burning bright in the dell
Many years an old couple did patiently look

There's ...no ...place ...like ...home

Dancin' Free
Composer(s): Louis Johnson
Performer(s): The Brothers Johnson



I want to dance
Dance with you
I want to dance
{Dancin' free tonight}

I want to dance
Dance with you
I want to dance
{Dancin' free tonight}

So take her arms and swing her around
It's a party
{Dancin' free tonight}

It's your time, so don't mess around
Go on and do it
{Dancin' free tonight}

All I need is my dancin' partner
{Dancin' free tonight}
So let's take a chance, we got to dance
To the music

Dancin' free tonight
Every night of the night

Even deejays can't stop replays
Movin', groovin'
{Dancin' free tonight}

Girls everywhere givin' you that dancin' stare {I want to dance with you}
{Dancin' free tonight}

Fever's touched everyone in the world
{Dancin' free tonight}
So all you guys get up and get you a girl
{Dancin' free tonight}

Dancin' free tonight
Every night of the night

Dancin' free

I want to dance
Dance with you
I want to dance
{Dancin' free tonight}

I want to dance
Dance with you
I want to dance
{Dancin' free tonight}

I want to dance (Fever's touched everyone in the world)
Dance with you
I want to dance (Yeah)
{Dancin' free tonight}

I want to dance
Dance with you
I want to dance
{Dancin' free tonight}

I want to dance
Dance with you
I want to dance
{Dancin' free tonight}

I want to dance
Dance with you
I want to dance
{Dancin' free tonight}

I want to dance
Dance with you
I want to dance

Just an Old Fashioned Love Song ((aka An Old Fashioned Love Song (by Three Dog Night) - 1971))
Composer(s): Paul Williams
First release by: Paul Williams - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists



Just an old-fashioned love song playin' on the radio
And wrapped around the music is the sound
Of someone promising they'll never go
You swear you've heard it before
As it slowly rambles on and on
No need in bringin' `em back,
`Cause they're never really gone

Just an old-fashioned love song
One I'm sure they wrote for you and me
Just an old-fashioned love song
Comin' down in 3-part harmony

To weave our dreams upon and listen to each evening
When the lights are low
To underscore our love affair
With tenderness and feeling that we've come to know
You swear you've heard it before
As it slowly rambles on and on and
No need in bringin' `em back,
`Cause they're never really gone

Just an old-fashioned love song
Comin' down in 3-part harmony
Just an old-fashioned love song
One I'm sure they wrote for you and me
Just an old-fashioned love song
Comin' down in 3-part harmony
Just an old-fashioned love song
One I'm sure they wrote for you and me

To weave our dreams upon and listening to a song ...

Dancin' Fool
Composer(s): Burton Cummings; Domenic Troiano
Performer(s): The Guess Who



It was a Saturday night without a whole lot shakin'
Ooh my ooh my I was bored
I had my best duds on it was a chance worth takin'
somehow I was still ignored

Been too long since I been shy and lonely
Ooh, but that's okay
Need some gal to be my one and only
Ooh

I got a wink and a smile from a flashy filly
Ooh my ooh my she looked grand
She said "I like your style now don't go actin' silly"
Ooh my ooh she held my hand

Never thought that I could shake and grove it
Now I'm a Dancin' Fool
Dug my feet 'cause they could really move it
Ooh

She got the message across and me and her got kissin'
Ooh my ooh my havin' fun
I know that this is the thing that I been really missin'
One more dance has just begun

No more time for feelin' shy and lonely
Now I'm a Dancin' Fool
Found some gal to be my one and only 
Ooh I'm a Dancin' Fool

Been too long since I been shy and lonely 
Now I'm a Dancin' Fool (I'm a dancin' fool I'm a dancer)

An Old English Dream
Composer(s): Gary Brooker - Keith Reid
Performer(s): Procol Harum



They say this fair city has ten thousand souls
Some live in mansions
And some live in holes
Some eat from silver
And some eat from gold
Some sift through garbage
And sleep in the cold

I saw a great highway that stretched to the stars
I saw a deep river all choked up with cars
A babe in a cradle and a cat with the cream
An old English church yard and an old English dream

Once we had a country
And thought it so fair
If you look through the mirror
You can still find it there
But now our great country
Is broken and torn
And all of its promise
And liberties worn

I saw a great highway that stretched to the stars
I saw a deep river all choked up with cars
A babe in a cradle and a cat with the cream
An old English church yard and an old English dream

I saw a great plain in winter
All covered in snow
Ten thousand soldiers
That marched to and fro
I saw a broken down building
With ten thousand doors
But none of them open
And none of them yours

I saw a great highway that stretched to the stars
I saw a deep river all choked up with cars
A babe in a cradle and a cat with the cream
An old English church yard and an old English dream 

Dancin'
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber; Mike Stoller
Performer(s): Perry Como



Ho! the band stopped playin' 
An' the couples stopped swayin' 
But we kept on . . . dancin! 
  
The lights went on  
An' the crowd was gone 
But we kept on . . . dancin! 
  
The janitor said, "Please let me sweep the floor!" 
So, I hummed a tune an' we danced right . . . 
Thru the door! 
  
It started rainin'  
But we both were insane 
An' we kept right . . . on dancin' 
  
We looked a sight  
By the traffic light  
But we . . . kept on dancin'  
  
The signal was red so we just tapped our feet  
When the light turned green  
Well, we danced across the street! 
  
(Couples parked in cars were romancin') 
They were romancin'  
But we kept right in dancin! 
  
(Ba bum ba bum bum') 
Our clothes were drippin'  
An' we couldn't help slippin'  
But we kept right in dancin! 
  
Our feet were sore  
When we reached your door  
But we kept right in dancin! 
  
When I kissed ya goodnight  
My heart started dancin' too  
That's when I knew . . .  
That I would dance my whole life thru  
With only you . . . 
  
With only you . . . 
  
With only you . . .  
My whole life thru 
With only you . . .

An Jenem Tag
Composer(s): Boris Fomit - Konstantin Podnevsky
Performer(s): Dalida - 1968

Versions In Other Languages:
1962 - Those Were The Days (The Limeliters)
1968 - Le Temps Des Fleurs (Dalida)
1968 - Quelli Erano I Giorni (Gigliola Cinquetti)
1968 - De Glade År (by Gitte Hænning)
1993 - Dit Is Vast Weer Zo'n Dag (Sandra Kim)
1993 - Il Faut S'aimer Plus Fort (Sandra Kim)



Es war so ein Tag wie jeder andere 
und doch mir schien daß er ganz anders war 
denn du und ich wir gingen durch den Frühling 
und ringsum war die Welt so wunderbar 

An jenem Tag mein Freund da haben wir gemeint 
die Zeit blieb stehn allein nur für uns zwei 
doch ehe wir nachgedacht und alles wahrgemacht 
da war der Tag für uns schon längst vorbei 

La, la... 

Und der Sommer kam ins Lamd gezogen 
und es war ein langer heißer Tag 
doch für mich ist er so schnell verflogen 
als ich mit dir im Grase lag 


An jenem Tag mein Freund da haben wir gemeint 
die Zeit blieb stehn allein nur für uns zwei 
doch ehe wir nachgedacht und alles wahrgemacht 
da war der Tag für uns schon längst vorbei 

La, la... 

Und es wurde Herbst licht sind die Bäume 
und mir blieb der Blumen welker Rest 
verweht sind mit dem Wind auch unsere Träume 
und keiner von uns beiden hielt sie fest 

An jenem Tag mein Freund da haben wir gemeint 
die Zeit blieb stehn allein nur für uns zwei 
doch ehe wir nachgedacht und alles wahrgemacht 
da war der Tag für uns schon längst vorbei 

La, la... 

Es war so ein Tag wie jeder andere 
und doch ich weiß es gibt ihn niemals mehr 
denn für alles was wir heut versäumen 
gibt es morgen keine Wiederkehr 


An jenem Tag mein Freund da haben wir gemeint 
die Zeit blieb stehn allein nur für uns zwei 
doch ehe wir nachgedacht und alles wahrgemacht 
da war die Zeit für uns schon längst vorbei 

La, la... 

Dancer With Bruised Knees
Composer(s): Anna McGarrigle
Performer(s): Kate & Anna McGarrigle



When I first knew her she was a dancer
She'd leap (confidently)
Knowing that should she fall
It would be into the arms of her partner
She never failed to get a curtain call

For years we had been one with the stars
A Pas de Deux of reknown
I'd leap and he'd catch me on the fly
And gently he'd put me down

The heights that I reached were dangerous
And I saw my partner strain
And felt when I had landed
His strength was on the wane

Back before my knees were blue
Backs broke bending in a step for two

For years we had been one with the stars
A Pas de Deux of reknown
I'd leap and he'd catch me on the fly
But once I came crashing down

Now I'm a weaver
Wall-hangings if you please
In everyone I feature
A dancer with bruised knees

Doop do.....

Le Temps Des Fleurs
((aka Il Faut S'aimer Plus Fort (Sandra Kim) - 1993))
Composer(s): Boris Fomit - Konstantin Podnevsky - Eddy Marney
Performer(s): Dalida - 1968

Versions In Other Languages:
1962 - Those Were The Days (The Limeliters)
1968 - An Jenem Tag (Dalida)
1968 - Quelli Erano I Giorni (Gigliola Cinquetti)
1968 - De Glade År (Gitte Hænning)
1993 - Dit Is Vast Weer Zo'n Dag (Sandra Kim)



Dans une taverne du vieux Londres
Où se retrouvaient des étrangers
Nos voix criblées de joie montaient de l'ombre
Et nous écoutions nos cœurs chanter
C'était le temps des fleurs
On ignorait la peur
Les lendemains avaient un goût de miel
Ton bras prenait mon bras
Ta voix suivait ma voix
On était jeunes et l'on croyait au ciel
La, la, la...
On était jeunes et l'on croyait au ciel

Et puis sont venus les jours de brume
Avec des bruits étranges et des pleurs
Combien j'ai passé de nuits sans lune
À chercher la taverne dans mon cœur
Tout comme au temps des fleurs
Où l'on vivait sans peur
Où chaque jour avait un goût de miel
Ton bras prenait mon bras
Ta voix suivait ma voix
On était jeunes et l'on croyait au ciel
La, la, la ....
On était jeunes et l'on croyait au ciel

Je m'imaginais chassant la brume
Je croyais pouvoir remonter le temps
Et je m'inventais des clairs de lune
Où tous deux nous chantions comme avant
C'était le temps des fleurs
On ignorait la peur
Les lendemains avaient un goût de miel
Ton bras prenait mon bras
Ta voix suivait ma voix
On était jeunes et l'on croyait au ciel
La, la, la ....
On était jeunes et l'on croyait au ciel

Et ce soir je suis devant la porte
De la taverne où tu ne viendras plus
Et la chanson que la nuit m'apporte
Mon cœur déjà ne la connaît plus
C'était le temps des fleurs
On ignorait la peur
Les lendemains avait un goût de miel
Ton bras prenait mon bras
Ta voix suivait ma voix
On était jeunes et l'on croyait au ciel
La la la...
On était jeunes et l'on croyait au ciel

Dance: Ten, Looks: Three
Composer(s): Marvin Hamlisch; Edward Kleban
Originally performed by: Pamela Blair & Cast
Covered by various other artists



Val:
But after a while I caught on...
I mean, I saw what they were hiring! 
I also swiped my dance card once after an audition
and on a scale of one to ten, they gave me for dance: Ten, for looks: Three! Why? 

Dance: Ten; Looks: Three
And I'm still on unemployment
Dancing for my own enjoyment 
That ain't it, kid! 
That ain't it, kid! 

"Dance: Ten, Looks: Three" 
Is like to die! 
Left the theatre and 
Called the doctor 
For my appointment to buy... 

Tits and ass
Bought myself a fancy pair
Tightened up the derriere 
Did the nose with it
All that goes with it

Tits and ass! 
Had the bingo-bongos done
Suddenly I'm getting National tours! 
Tits and ass won't get you jobs
Unless they're yours! 

Didn't cost a fortune neither
Didn't hurt my sex life either! 

Flat and sassy
I would get the strays and losers
Beggars really can't be choosers 
That ain't it, kid! 
That ain't it, kid! 

Fix the chassis
"How do you do!" 
Life turned into an 
Endless medley of 
"Gee, it had to be you" 
Why? 

Tits and ass! 
Where the cupboard once was bare
Now you knock and someone's there
You have got 'em, hey
Top to bottom, hey! 

It's a gas! 
Just a dash of silicone
Shake your new maracas and your fine! 
Tits and ass can change your life
They sure changed mine! 

Val: 
You're all looking at my tits now, aren't you? 

Sheila: 
They aren't that big

Val: 
I heard that, you bitch 
I didn't want 'em like yours
I wanted them in proportion 

Sheila: 
Well, you got what you paid for

Connie:
I wouldn't mind having just one of yours

Val:
Well go out and buy 'em 

Have it all done! 
Honey, take my word
Grab a cab, c'mon 
See the wizard on 
Park and Seventy-Third 
For 

Tits and ass
Orchestra and balcony
What they want is whatcha see
Keep the best of you 
Do all the rest of you

Pits or class
I have never seen it fail
Debutante or chorus girl or wife

Tits and ass
Yes, tits and ass 
Have changed... 
My... 
Life...

Those Were The Days
Composer(s): Boris Fomit - Konstantin Podnevsky - Gene Raskin
Performer(s): The Limeliters - 1962
and multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1968 - Le Temps Des Fleurs (Dalida)
1968 - An Jenem Tag (Dalida)
1968 - Quelli Erano I Giorni (Gigliola Cinquetti)
1968 - De Glade År (Gitte Hænning)
1993 - Dit Is Vast Weer Zo'n Dag (Sandra Kim)
1993 - Il Faut S'aimer Plus Fort (Sandra Kim)



Once upon a time there was a tavern
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours
And dreamed of all the great things we would do

Those were the days my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way
La la la la...
Those were the days, oh yes those were the days

Then the busy years went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way
If by chance I'd see you in the tavern
We'd smile at one another and we'd say

Those were the days my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way
La la la la...
Those were the days, oh yes those were the days

Just tonight I stood before the tavern
Nothing seemed the way it used to be
In the glass I saw a strange reflection
Was that lonely woman really me

Those were the days my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way
La la la la...
Those were the days, oh yes those were the days

Through the door there came familiar laughter
I saw your face and heard you call my name
Oh my friend we're older but no wiser
For in our hearts the dreams are still the same

Those were the days my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way
La la la la...
Those were the days, oh yes those were the days

Dance, Sister, Dance (Baila Mi Hermana)
Composer(s): Leon "Ndugu" Chancler;
Tom Coster; David Rubinson
Performer(s): Santana



Dance sister dance
I love the way you move
I love to watch you
Dance sister dance
Feel the rhythm flow into your soul
Dance sister dance
Feel the rhythm flow
Feel the rhythm flow through you
Dance sister dance
I love to watch you move
I love the way you dance

Baila mi hermana
Baila para mi
Baila mi hermana
Baila para mi

I love to watch you move
I love the way you dance with me
Dance sister dance
I love the way you move
I love to watch you
Dance sister dance
Feel the rhythm flow into your soul
Dance sister dance

Mi hermana
Baila para mi
Baila mi hermana
Baila para mi
I love the way you move
I love the way you baila
Baila para mi

Baila para mi
Baila para mi hermana

Baila mi hermana
Baila para mi
Baila mi hermana
I love to watch you move
I love the way you dance with me

Dance with me 
Dance with me
Dance with me
Dance with me
Dance with me

Standing In The Need Of Love
Composer(s): Carl Perkins
Performer(s): Carl Perkins



It ain't my brother, ain't my sister
But it's me, Oh Lord
Standing in the need of love

It ain't the Preacher, ain't the Deacon
But it's me, Oh Lord
Standing in the need of love

Well, it's me (It's me)
It's me, Oh Lord
Standing in the need of love

It's me (It's me)
It's me, Oh Lord
Standing in the need of love

When I get to singin'
Get to feelin' good
Standing in the need of love

Yeah, I could live it better
If I only would
Standing in the need of love

Woh, it's me (It's me)
It's me, Oh Lord
Standing in the need of love

It's me (It's me)
It's me, Oh Lord
Standing in the need of love

Get it!

Well, my ol' guitar makes me happy
But I'm all alone
Standing in the need of love

When I get to pickin'
It's the same old song
Standing in the need of love

Woh, it's me (It's me)
It's me, Oh Lord
Standing in the need of love

I said it's me (It's me)
It's me, Oh Lord
I'm standing in the need of love

Well, it's me, it's me
It's me, Oh Lord
And I'm standing in the need of love

Nobody but me, yes me
Dang me, Oh Lord
Standing in the need of love

It's me (It's me)
It's me, Oh Lord
Standing in the need of love

I said it's me (It's me)
Well it's me, Oh Lord
And I'm I'm Standing in the need of love

Ho, it's me, it's me
It's me, Oh Lord
Standing in the need of love

Lookin at me (It's me)
Little me, Oh Lord
Standing in the need of love

Well, it's me, it's me
It's me, Oh Lord
Standing in the need of love

It's me, it's me
It's me, Oh Lord
Standing in ...

Dance, Gypsy, Dance
Composer(s): Stanley Damerell; Tolchard Evans
Performer(s): David Whitfield



Dance, Gypsy, dance
Though tears may flow
Love's a game you played and lost
Now you're left to count the cost
Dance, Gypsy, dance
On with the show
Though your aching heart is breaking
Dance, Gypsy, dance

Gypsy campfires glowing `neath the stars
Hearts beat to the throbbing of guitars
But one heart is crying
So her feet are flying

Dance, Gypsy, dance
Though tears may flow
Love's a game you played and lost
Now you're left to count the cost
Dance, Gypsy, dance
On with the show
Though your aching heart is breaking
Dance, Gypsy, dance

Dance, Gypsy, dance
Though tears may flow
Love's a game you played and lost
Now you're left to count the cost
Dance, Gypsy, dance
On with the show
Though your aching heart is breaking
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, Gypsy, dance

An Irishman's Idea Of Love
Composer(s): Allan Roberts - Doris Fisher
Performer(s): The Happy Gang Orch.



When a Frenchman is courting a mademoiselle
He takes her to dinner at some fine hotel
He spends all the salary he worked for that week
And if he is lucky, he kisses her cheek

But an Irishman's idea of love
Is to meet the girl he's dreamin' of
Compliment her eyes of blue
And the divil if he doesn't mean it too

Fills her full of a line of blarney
That he learned in ole Killarney
Gets the kiss so easily
That cost the poor Frenchman his week's salary

Dance, Dance, Dance
Composer(s): Brian Wilson; Carl Wilson
Originally performed by: The Beach Boys



After six hours of school I've had enough for the day
I hit the radio dial and turn it up all the way

I gotta dance (dance dance dance now the beat's really hot) right on the spot
(Dance dance dance right there on the spot)
The beat's really hot
(Dance dance dance now the beat's really hot)
Dance (dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah!

When I feel put down I try to shake it off quick
With my chick by my side the radio does the trick

I gotta dance (dance dance dance now the beat's really hot) right on the spot
(Dance dance dance right there on the spot)
The beat's really hot
(Dance dance dance now the beat's really hot)
Dance (dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah!

Ohby!

At a weekend dance we like to show up late
I play it cool when it's slow and jump it when it's fast

I gotta dance (dance dance dance now the beat's really hot) right on the spot
(Dance dance dance right there on the spot)
The beat's really hot
(Dance dance dance now the beat's really hot)
Dance (dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah!

(Dance dance dance now the beat's really hot)
(Dance dance dance right there on the spot)
(Dance dance dance now the beat's really hot)
Dance (dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah!

(Dance dance dance now the beat's really hot)
(Dance dance dance right there on the spot)