(Cioffi/Todd/Crenshaw) 

    

  Well now baby's gone out of control 

Body and soul 

She got to cut loose living only for the sound 

Of the baddest sounds around 

And baby's spent all of her dough 

On countin' on clothes 

Every look every fashion that comes on strong 

Baby just wants to belong 

She can't dance 

She can't sing 

But she's got to be part of that pop music thing 

Well now baby's only trying to lose 

All of her blues 

Down in her heart 'cause she's only seventeen 

And she means to cause a scene 

She can't dance, she can't sing 

She can't dance, she can't sing 

But she's got to part of that bang bang head bang music 

She moves to the radio 

Every night and day I can hear her say 

"Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go" 

Well let's go now! 

She can't dance, she can't sing 

She can't dance, she can't sing 

But she's got to part of that bang bang head bang music 

She moves to the radio 

Every night and day I can hear her say 

"Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go" 

Well now baby's gone out of control 

Body and soul 

She got to cut loose living only for the sound 

Of the baddest sounds around 

She can't dance 

She can't sing 

But she's got to be part of that pop music thing 

Right here in New York! 

She can't dance (she can't dance) 

She can't sing (she can't sing) 

(Rock bop, rhythm and blues)