Put your money where your mouth is
Get your finger on the buzzer
Paint it on
Show the bumps
Cos youre really gonna jump tonight
Can you fell youre getting ready?
Dont you see it in the mirror?
Show it all
Show too much
Hey, youre really gonna jump tonight
Drink in all that funky stuff
Take it till youve had enough
Put your image in your pocket
Hang your collar in the closet
Cause a crash
Make a splash
Cos youre really gonna wipe `em out
Getting rid of inhibitions
Makes a little exhibition
Turn it on
Lossen up
Cos youre really gonna wipe `em out
Dressed to kill, she wanna play with you
Watch your step, shes gonna run you through
Dressed to kill, shes got amazing grace
Watch the devil, with an angels face
Drink in all that funky stuff
Take it till youve had enough
So youre lookin like a million
And youre getting the attention
Play `em up
Turn `em on
Boy theyre really gonna work tonight
Hey hes sittin in the corner
Like a little jack horner
Make him break
Take his cake
Oh hes gonna be your fool tonight
Catch him with that funky stuff
Take him till youve had enough

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