She's all dressed up... pretty well
Waving your hands so high, she could reach the sky
She is all necked up, like she's got something to sell.
But no one cares wit now, as she starts to dance.

And she starts dancing to the music, solely by my side
And she starts dancing to the music now, yeah,
And she starts dancing to the music, solely by my side
And she starts dancing to the music now, yeah.

She is all [bad word] up but no one could tell
Living in ages behind to find a brain again,
She is all messed up, somewhere up of it
But no one cares wit now, as she starts to dance.

And she starts dancing to the music, solely by my side
And she starts dancing to the music now, yeah,
And she starts dancing to the music, solely by my side
And she starts dancing to the music now, yeah.

And she starts dancing to the music, solely by my side
And she starts dancing to the music now, yeah,
And she starts dancing to the music, solely by my side
And she starts dancing to the music now, yeah.

And she starts... dancing to the music, now
And she starts... dancing to the music, yeah,
And she starts... dancing to the music, now
And she starts... dancing to the music, yeah.