bust it
this here's a jam for all the fellas
trying 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 showing body
a chick walks by you wish you could sex her
but you're standing on the wall like you was poindexter
next day's function
high class luncheon
food is served
and you're stone-cold munching
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
just bust a move
you're on a mission and you're wishing
someone could cure your lonely condition
looking for love in all the wrong places
no fine girls just ugly faces
from 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
now movie's showing
so you're going
could care less about the five you're blowing
theater gets dark just to start the show
then ya spot a fine woman sitting in your row
she's dressed in yellow
she says hello. come sit next to me you fine fellow."