Well she called - this little girl - from her designer color phone
She said what you doin’ later – are you clubbing - are you home?
I said give it up gal – my butt is aching with the pain
Can’t you read the sings I’m given, you and I just ain’t the same
But she lowered her tone – thought she’d give it one more chance
She said – Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Let’s Dance

Well I’m just another guy in a [bad word]  [bad word] world
And it’s difficult resistin’ all those cool, cool girls
The lipstick, perfume and those soft white hands – and the
Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Let’s Dance

Well she was given off this energy – the pulse could get no higher
She could tell I weren’t resisting to her animal desire
She was moving up close and so passionately 
I could read the signs she’s given, she was given it to me
Then she lowered her tone – whispered boy I’m in your trance – she said
Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Let’s Dance
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