Dance, dance, dance, dance
Look for the swing
Dance, dance, dance
Words can never make up for what you do
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Look for the swing
No, I'm shy, shy, shy
The words are written in the air
My hips, they lie 'cause in reality, aye
Oh, dance
Dance, dance, dance
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Oh, dance
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Look at the ground
The words are written in the dust
I was a dancer all along
It was all written in the air
Oh, I was a dancer all along
It was all written in the sand
Couldn't possibly tell you how I mean
Look at the beat
Words can never make up for what you do
But I can dance, dance, dance
Dance, dance, dance
But when I trip on my feet
When I'm shaking my hips
I'm shy, shy, shy
Easy conversations, no such thing
Dance, dance, dance, dance
So when I trip on my feet
(No, words can never make up for what you do)
Oh, dance
Words can never make up for what you do
Words can never make up for what you do
Dance, dance, dance
(I was a dancer all along)
I was a dancer all along
I was a dancer all along
When I'm shaking my hips
Dance, dance, dance