

"All right, everybody!
Quit admiring the furniture!"
There's a lady by the window
With a pocketbook and pearls,
Says she hasn't danced a single step Since she was just a
girl.
There's a fella by the jukebox With his necktie hanging loose,
Says his knees are getting older,
But his shoes ain't got no excuse!
Don't need a fancy invitation,
Don't need lessons from a school,
Just find yourself a little rhythm And forget about looking cool!
Dance like you mean it!
Shake those Sunday shoes!
If the band can keep on playing,
You ain't got a thing to lose!
Spin your partner, Clap your hands,
Make a little room for the band!
Don't just stand there looking pretty— Dance like you mean it tonight!
Grandma kicked her slippers off,
Said, "Watch me, if you dare!"
Grandpa tried to dip her low And nearly lost his chair!
The mayor dropped his briefcase,
The preacher lost his tie,
And the quietest girl in town Just sent her handbag flying by!
Now, nobody's keeping score here,
Nobody's judging your technique,
If your feet are doing something,
That's good enough for me!
Dance like you mean it!
Shake those Sunday shoes!
If the band can keep on playing,
You ain't got a thing to lose!
Spin your partner, Clap your hands,
Make a little room for the band!
Don't just stand there looking pretty— Dance like you mean it tonight!
Can you twist? (YES!) Can you swing?
(YES!) Can you do that crazy little thing?
"Well, I can't either!
WATCH THIS!"
Dance like you mean it!
Let the whole room shake!
If you miss a step or stumble,
That's a memory you can make!
Spin your partner, Clap your hands,
Everybody join the band!
Don't just stand there looking pretty— Dance like you mean it tonight!
Dance like you mean it!
(That's right!) Dance like you mean it!
(All night!) Dance like you mean it— TONIGHT!
"Somebody check on Grandpa!"