Dance little lady, dance
Yeah, yeah...
Someone taught me how to dance last night
What a move he was
And someone taught me how to do it right
What a groover he was
He taught me all the steps he knew to rock ‘n roll
I found my sense of rhythm but I lost my self-control
When he said dance little lady , dance
Dance, little lady, dance
You know you’ve got only one chance
 [bad word] on, dance, dance , oh!

Someone taught me how to move last night
What a looker he was
Someone taught me how to do it right
What a cooker he was
Now we boogie and we bump until we’re fit to trop
And when he gets me going, I don’t want to stop
When he says, dance, little lady, dance
Dance, little lady, dance
You know you’ve only got one chance
 [bad word] on, dance, dance, dance, oh!

Yeah, yeah!
We boogie and we bump until we’re fit to trop
And when he gets me going, I don’t want to stop
When he says, dance, little lady, dance
Dance, little lady, dance
You know you’ve only got one chance
 [bad word] on, dance, dance, dance!
That’s what he told me
Oh, what a mover!
That’s what he told me
Oh, what a groover!
Dance, little lady