Rolling Stones - Dance (Pt 1) Lyrics
Hey, what am I doing standing here on the corner ofWest 8th Street and 6th Avenue and...Ah, skip it.Nothing. Keith! Watcha, watcha doing? (whistle)Oh, I think the time has come to get out, get outGet up, get out, get into something newGet up, get out, into something newOoh! And it's got me moving (Got me moving honey!)Ooh! And it's got me movingOoh! And it's got me movingOoh! And it's got me movingMy my my, my my my, my my my, my my my, myPoor man eyes a rich manDenigrates his propertyA rich man eyes a poor manAnd envies his simplicity.Get up, get up, into something newGet up, get out, down into something newOoh! and it's got me movingOoh! and it's got me movingOoh! and it's got me movingOoh! and it's got me movingOoh! and it's got me movingYeah, get up, get up, get outInto something newYeah, all, woncha all, woncha all, woncha allDon't stand accused....