Gotta find a way, Yeah I can't wait another day, Ain't nothin' gonna change if we stay 'round here. Gotta do what it takes Coz it's all in our hands.
You gotta move You gotta move You gotta move You gotta move Oh... when my God gets ready You gotta move You gotta move You may be high You may be low
I never thought a first time love would ever last How could a kiss like that knock me flat on my ass Heh hea... The burning bed The roses dead And now
My baby gimme high temperature My baby gimme high temperature Yeah... 101 when we... kiss and dance 102 honey... for a late night romance 103... 4 and
Baby, please stop messin\' \'roundin You\'ll be messin\' around all the time Baby, please stop messin\' around You\'ll be messin\' around all the time
Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy Shame shame shame on you Miss Roxy Shame shame... shame on what\'choo done... yeah You made me sweaty Talkin\' I was
Ohh... cayeah... What\'cha say baby... Umm huh... Thats what I thought... You\'re a no good heartbreaker You\'re a liar... you\'re a cheat And I don
Jesus is on the main line... tell him what\'choo want Jesus is on the main line... tell him what\'choo want Jesus is on the main line... tell him what
Well I\'m ready... ready as anybody can be I am ready... a ready as anybody can be I\'m ready for you I hope you ready for me Got an out of town pistol
Well well well well... You were talkin\' bout\'chor woman I wish to God that\'choo could see mine You were talkin\' bout\'chor woman I wish to God honey
Well I look way down that lonesome road Well I look way down that lonesome road Way way down Way way down Way way down that lonesome road Well that back
Yeeeaaahhh... A baby please don\'t go Baby please don\'t go Baby please don\'t go down to New Orleans You know I love you so Baby please don\'t go Well
You wonder why you got holes in your shoes You wonder why they got more money than you You wonder why you got nothin' to lose It makes no sense, don't
Chorus: Talk is cheap, shut up and dance Don't get deep, shut up and dance Love has got me down The weight is all around So you lend a hand to peace
There's somethin' wrong with the world today I don't know what it is Something's wrong with our eyes We're seein' things in a different way And God knows
If you think that you're strong Wanna fight well come on And line up When the going gets tough And your talk ain't enough Line up We gotta get up, get
Wake up kids It's half past what youth Ain't nothing really changes but the dates You're a grand slammer But you're no Babe Ruth You gotta learn how
Any way you can feel it You shouldn't try to conceal it baby You got to make up your mind Any way I can steal it Any way you can deal it to me You know
