Well, my manager kept tellin' me If I wanna be great I'd better wise up And sing my songs straight
I said, "Hey fool, In order to survive I gotta be my dirty self I won't play no jive!"
He told me he'd quit I said, "Don't jump to conclusions! Maybe bein' staight ain't the right solution. I'm not Bob Dylan, But I never miss a beat. I ain't no philosopher. I dance in the street"
Well, I came to dance Yes, I came to dance It's a rhythm romance I'm havin' with my shoes I've got nothin' to lose
(Whispered: I came to dance)
(Guitar solo)
Well, I came to dance Yes, I came to dance It's a rhythm romance I'm havin' with my shoes I've got nothin' to lose
Woo!
(Whispered by backup singers) I came to dance I came to dance I came to dance I came to dance
I took the matter up With a few million friends of mine The supreme court of rock and roll Is doing just fine Demanding a speech They poured me a drink I play guitar all night and day Just don't ask me to think
I came to dance (I came to dance) Oh, it's a rhythm romance (I came to dance) Yes, I came to dance Oh, I've got a story
(Repeat Verse 1 - Spoken, not sung) Well, my manager kept tellin' me If I wanna be great I'd better wise up And sing my songs straight
I said, "Hey fool, In order to survive I gotta be my dirty self I won't play no jive!"
I came to dance Yeah, I came to dance
(Repeat CHORUS w/ slight variations to fade) I came to dance Yes, I came to dance It's a rhythm romance...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
