Cajun Rage

Doin' the Cajun rage
No do se do, no heel and toe
That's a kind 'a' Samba
(Whoa, yeah)
We do the Cajun rage
With yer belly in the rhumba
When ya doin' it right it's pure poetry so do it for me
Let's cut the chat, oh yeah, oh yeah
Doin' the Cajun rage
(Whoa, yeah)
We do the Cajun rage
(Yeah, yeah)
We do the Cajun rage

It's all the same just like ya say my name"
Allons danser, petit cherie
Put the hoe down, honey
Ya know that's gotta

Doin' the Cajun rage
Called the Cajun rage
Now the two-step craze has turned the page

Gone from town to town, state to state
(What you call it?)
(What you say?)
We do the Cajun rage
Ya just take the moves, ya get from rhythm and blues
Couchez fandango
(Yeah, yeah)
In your cowboy hat
(What you say?)
Now I'm way outta line

That's a kind 'a' samba
With that new old dance called the Cajun rage
Now she's shakin' for me, allons danser, petit cherie
In her high button shoes we do it to and fro
And I feel so fine, so fine
We do the Cajun rage

Lotta hip shakin', boppin'
That the King 'a' Tango
(What you call it?)

(What you call it?)

Dat's the kinda tango
Called the Cajun rage

(What you say?)
Now the Cajun rage
(What you say?)
To that crazy sound, it get you shakin', keeps ya achin'
Ya put yer one foot down back the bottom around
We do the Cajun rage
Couchez fandango

Doin' the Cajun rage
We do the Cajun rage
Doin' the Cajun rage
It's pure poetry the way she moves ya know

With the nude Lambatta
Doin' the Cajun rage
Put yer belly in the rumba
Doin' the Cajun rage
(Yeah, yeah)
Come on, come on, come on won't you dance for me
And it's incantations right across the nation

Come on, come on, come on won't you dance for me
(Whoa, yeah)
She said ya can't do that
Oh yeah, doin' the Cajun rage
(Yeah, yeah)
(What you call it?)
(Whoa, yeah)

And then she shake it, I can't mistake it
We do the Cajun rage
That's the kinda rockin'
She said, "Do you know backwards and forwards