you're always dancing down the street
with your suede blue eyes
and every new boy that you meet
he doesn't know the real surprise

here [bad word] again
when she's dancing 'neath the starry sky
she'll make you flip
here [bad word] again
when she's dancing 'neath the starry sky
you kinda like the way she dips
she's my best friend's girl
she's my best friend's girl
and she used to be mine

you've got your nuclear boots
and your drip dry glove
and when you bite your lip
it's some reaction to love