I’m shouting over loud music
Conversing is a bore
Why not try and show my moves
Out on the dance floor
I single out an empty spot
Amidst the beasts and beauties
And proceed to bust a move
To shake shake shake my booty
And as I get my groovin’ on
I become contemplative
The dancing characters of which
I will get more acquainted
The drunk guy in the corner who
Does not know where to go
But bangs his head and air guitars
While stumbling to and fro
And the big mama with the hips
Who knows just how to work it
She shimmies while arching her back
And squats and shakes to twerk it
And looking to my left I see
That I’ve landed beside a
Man doing a move that I
Have since dubbed the Squashed Spider
A lady with a mohawk seems
Like she’s having a seizure
An older gentleman does moves
From Saturday Night Fever
The cabbage patch and robot are
All getting in the groove
The couple dirty dancing looks
Like they now need a room
A conga line is moving though
It snakes in single file
A gentleman is on the end
Who does it Gangnam style
It’s all reaching a frenzy when
I see my girlfriend there
And ask her if she’d like to join me
We could Whip Our Hair
She just laughs and shakes her head
And says I wouldn’t dare as
I don’t know the cool dance moves and
I’m just way too embarrassed.