This here's a jam for all the fellas  
       Tryin to do what those ladies tell us  
       Get shot down cause ya over-zealous  
       Play hard to get females get jealous  
       Okay smarty go to a party  
       Girls are scantily clad and showin body  
       A chich walks by you wish you could sex her  
       But you're standing on the wall like you was Poindexter  
       Next days function high class luncheon  
       Food they're serving, you're stone-cold munchin  
       Music comes on people start to dance  
       But then you ate so much you nearly split your pants  
       A girl starts walking guys start gawking  
       Sits down next to you and starts talking  
       Says she wants to dance cause she likes to groove  
       So come on fatso and just bust a move  
  
       Verse Two:  
  
       You're on a mission and your wishin  
       Someone could cure your lonely condition  
       Lookin for love in all the wrongplaces  
       No fine girls just ugly faces  
       Some frustration first inclination  
       Is to become a monk and leave the situation  
       But every dark tunnel has a light of hope  
       So don't hang yourself, with a celibate rope  
       Your movie's showin, so you're goin  
       Could care less about the five you're blowin  
       Theater gets dark just to start the show  
       Then ya spot a fine woman sittin in your row  
       She's dressed in yellow, she says "Hello,  
       come sit next to me you fine fellow."  
       You run over there without a second to lose  
       And what comes next hey bust a move  
  
       Verse Three:  
  
       In this city ladies look pretty  
       Guys tell jokes so they can seem witty  
       Tell a funny joke just to get some play  
       Then you try to make a move and she says, "No way"  
       Girls are fakin goodness sakin  
       They want the man who brings home the bacon  
       Got no money and you got no car  
       Then you got no women and there you are  
       Some girls are sadistic, materialistic  
       Lookin for a man makes them opportunistic  
       They're lyin on a beach perpetrating a tan  
       So a brother with the money can be their man  
       So on the beach you're strollin real high rollin  
       Everything you have is yours and not stolen  
       A girl runs up with somethin to prove  
       So don't just stand there bust a move  
  
       Verse Four:  
  
       Your best friend Harry has a brother Larry  
       In five days from now he's gonna marry  
       He's hopin you can make it there if you can  
       Cause in the ceremony you'll be the best man  
       You say neat-o, check your libido  
       And roll to the church in your new tuxedo  
       The bride walks down just to start the wedding  
       And there's one more girl you won't be getting  
       So you start thinkin then you start blinking  
       The bridesmaid looks and thinks that you're winking  
       She thinks your kinda cute so she winks back  
       And now your feelin really firm cause the girl is stacked  
       Reception's jumpin faces pumpin  
       You look at the girl and your heart starts thumpin  
       Says she wants to dance to a different groove  
       Now you know what to do just bust a move  
  
  
  
  
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