Well I'm down to my last dime Yes I got nothing to do Guess I'll put it in the jukebox baby And play myself a little tune All I see are the numbers, all the rockin' tunes What ever happened to those rock 'n' roll days Today go away too soon
Oh yes sir
Well I used to live in the country Right by myself I was raised on bluegrass rock 'n'roll And the blues as well All I see on the dancin' floor is the handsome man With his high heel shoes and his disco blues Ahh without any clue
See him out there on the floor-or Dancin' till he can't dance no more But tomorrow night he will be back again And don'cha know that he is the dancin' man
Whoa-oa-oa
Don'cha thank on me
So if you're down to your last dime And you got nothing to do Don't waste your time just runnin' around A buyin' disco shoes And don't worry about the bad time 'Cause it's all the same Put your blue jeans on, grab your favorite woman and play the rock 'n' roll game
See him out there on the floor-or Dancin' till he can't dance no more Well tomorrow night he will be back again And don'cha know that he is the dancin' man
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