 | ~Dance, Baby~ | |
The baby does the boogie; he likes to strut his stuff.
He'll dance around like Elvis until we yell, "Enough!"
He'll dance an Irish jig or two and shake his body 'round;
He'll dance so fast and furiously he'll seem he's upside down.
Dance, little Tiger, dance across the floor;
Shake and rattle, Tiger, 'til we can't take no more.
Shake it, Baby, shake it, shake your booty, too;
Shake your little body and shake the whole house, too.
Dance, you little bugger, dance the night away;
Dance until the lights go out, but then we're gonna say:
"Go to bed, you rascal, it's time to go to sleep."
We know you're heart will dance away when dreaming, oh so deep.
You just might dream of Elvis and learn a trick or two;
And when tomorrow comes around we'll still be watching you
as you..
Dance, little Tiger, dance across the floor
Dance your heart away, you brat, 'til you can't dance no more.
You're just an Elvis wannabe, and soon you'll get your chance
We won't remember Elvis when the baby starts to dance.
~Bill Reckner~
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