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Hot sun beating down |
Burning my feet just walking around. |
Hot sun making me sweat |
'Gators getting close, hasn't got me yet |
I can't dance, I can't talk. |
Only thing about me is the way I walk. |
I can't dance, I can't sing |
I'm just standing here selling everything. |
Blue jeans sitting on the beach, |
Her dog's talking to me, |
But she's out of reach. |
She's got a body under that shirt, |
But all she wants to do |
Is rub my face in the dirt. |
Cos, I can't dance, I can't talk. |
Only thing about me is the way I walk. |
I can't dance, I can't sing |
I'm just standing here selling. |
Oh and checking everything is in place, |
You never know who's looking on. |
Young punk spilling beer on my shoes, |
Fat guy's talking to me trying |
To steal my blues. |
Thick smoke, see her smiling through. |
I never thought so much could happen |
Just shooting pool. |
But I can't dance, I can't talk. |
The only thing about me |
Is the way that I walk. |
I can't dance, I can't sing |
I'm just standing here selling |
Oh and checking everything is in place |
You never know who's looking on |
A perfect body |
With a perfect face uh huh. |
No, I can't dance, I can't talk. |
The only thing about me is the way I walk. |
No, I can't dance, I can't sing |
I'm just standing here selling everything. |
But I can walk. No I can't dance. |
No no no I can't dance |
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