This here's a jam for all the fellas
       Tryin to do what those ladies tell us
       Get shot down cause ya over-zealous
       Play hard to get females get jealous
       Okay smarty go to a party
       Girls are scantily clad and showin body
       A chich walks by you wish you could sex her
       But you're standing on the wall like you was Poindexter
       Next days function high class luncheon
       Food they're serving, you're stone-cold munchin
       Music comes on people start to dance
       But then you ate so much you nearly split your pants
       A girl starts walking guys start gawking
       Sits down next to you and starts talking
       Says she wants to dance cause she likes to groove
       So come on fatso and just bust a move

       Verse Two:

       You're on a mission and your wishin
       Someone could cure your lonely condition
       Lookin for love in all the wrongplaces
       No fine girls just ugly faces
       Some frustration first inclination
       Is to become a monk and leave the situation
       But every dark tunnel has a light of hope
       So don't hang yourself, with a celibate rope
       Your movie's showin, so you're goin
       Could care less about the five you're blowin
       Theater gets dark just to start the show
       Then ya spot a fine woman sittin in your row
       She's dressed in yellow, she says "Hello,
       come sit next to me you fine fellow."
       You run over there without a second to lose
       And what comes next hey bust a move

       Verse Three:

       In this city ladies look pretty
       Guys tell jokes so they can seem witty
       Tell a funny joke just to get some play
       Then you try to make a move and she says, "No way"
       Girls are fakin goodness sakin
       They want the man who brings home the bacon
       Got no money and you got no car
       Then you got no women and there you are
       Some girls are sadistic, materialistic
       Lookin for a man makes them opportunistic
       They're lyin on a beach perpetrating a tan
       So a brother with the money can be their man
       So on the beach you're strollin real high rollin
       Everything you have is yours and not stolen
       A girl runs up with somethin to prove
       So don't just stand there bust a move

       Verse Four:

       Your best friend Harry has a brother Larry
       In five days from now he's gonna marry
       He's hopin you can make it there if you can
       Cause in the ceremony you'll be the best man
       You say neat-o, check your libido
       And roll to the church in your new tuxedo
       The bride walks down just to start the wedding
       And there's one more girl you won't be getting
       So you start thinkin then you start blinking
       The bridesmaid looks and thinks that you're winking
       She thinks your kinda cute so she winks back
       And now your feelin really firm cause the girl is stacked
       Reception's jumpin faces pumpin
       You look at the girl and your heart starts thumpin
       Says she wants to dance to a different groove
       Now you know what to do just bust a move




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