(Brooker / Fisher) 



My band was playing at a club just down the road 

The room was hot and they were dancing' toe to toe 

When in the corner - I saw a lonely face 

Turnin' down the suitors - the music weren't her taste 



Play some 

Play something to make me move 

Sing some 

Sing a song let's change the mood 



Upon the stage guitar and saxophone 

They kept on wailin' windin' up the song 

The drummer laying right back on the beat 

But still that girl stayed right back on her seat 



Play some 

Play something to make me move 

Sing some 

Sing a song to change the mood 



Is this what you're saying 

That somehow we're failing 

You speak for us all but tell me how 

It needs all the soul that's 

Deep down inside us 

I hear what you're saying now 



I stopped the singing let the band take up the beat 

And fought a passage thru' the crowd up to hear seat 

I took her hands in mine and drew her to the floor 

We'd found the one thing that we'd both been looking for 



Play some 

Play something to make me move 

Sing some 

Sing some more you've changed the mood