drive for miles and not look back And the love is real as the day is long And the night is black, as black as night And I'll dance in time and the times
Tonight we're gonna tear down the walls We're gonna laugh and drink and dance and have a ball The good times ain't over after all And tonight we're gonna
and you sexy, you following the fiend That coconut Ciroc, see thats all we really need You in college now, so you too old to tease I hoping you can polish
a homocidal misfit I write the solution of biophysics On the side of a cliff and some hieroglyphics This my admission to having violence psychotic With the vile polish
a machinist in a textile mill He makes more money than you ever will He just got married to a Polish girl With a space between her teeth My sister's a dancer
biz shoes I'll never give away my show biz shoes Bright lights, big city in my show biz shoes Impress the women with my show biz shoes Going dancing
big toe, as I flow upward Kicking yo on ya eardrum, you wanna hear some? Tap dance on ya tonsils, leaving kiwi shoe polish on ya breath Cavity in ya best
Old school motherfucka, blow through a motherfucka What you heard about a nigga so true motherfucka See I'm ugly and prettay, I'm polished and grittay
I don't know you and stuff But maybe we could get to know each other Over a couple of glasses of whatever's in this cup I don't wanna go and dance I
! You can buy a boat and a shiny set of skis Have some fun in the sun, float around in the breeze You can lay out on a blanket by the lake Drink a cold beer, polish
Lounging on a cloud, polishing the sky The memories are blue, but borrowed for the day They sit around ignored, till someone goes away If they can dance
Beggin' for orders To reach unfamiliar borders, When the ship starts sinkin' It is wishful thinkin' To separate the mice from the men Spit and polish
I light You must burn, you better learn From the pro Who rock shows after shows When it rains it pours I hurt like the cold souls My style polishes like
forget about me Come on and dance with me, Sugar Marie She don't ask me any questions when it's time to leave She works down at the truck stop Where she polishes
a dream and she can boogie Daddy's got a groove that's coming clean Jemie's got a vision of a permanent position Me, I'm oiling up my dance machine And
man with the sand in his hair Spinning with sound As you're feeling around for the change Twist off the top Even though you know he's never there Polish
I've got one more nail to polish A little red ribbon to add to my hair He'll be glad he left work early When he sees what waiting at the top of the stairs
