I-I-I-I-I-I I came to dance, dance, dance, dance I hit the floor 'cause that's my plans, plans, plans, plans I'm wearing all my favorite brands, brands
Kick your ass to heaven with rock n' roll tonight I'll make this night a special one make you feel alright Shoot my heat into your body give you all my
The emperor, subjects, and his dogs Fuck you all Napoleon's dynamite blew up in his face Yoo busy handin out plates, now get yourself a taste Yum, gravy
[Prevail] Reefer Madness, Kief and Black Hash, a little bit of oil on the paper I like Dat, come on man light that, The Amsterdam Flame, NYC Diesel, Kali
I throw my hands up in the air sometimes Saying AYO! Gotta let go! I wanna celebrate and live my life Saying AYO! Baby, let's go! I came to dance, dance
I'd better be leaving She said then she whispered They're waiting for me at the fairground tonight I'll never be back and I'll never be missed But I leave
Looking for love hidden in your soul I try to get in but I found a wall All I can do is to tear it down 'Cause ain't nothing that'll stop me now So what
The film they show is Sad and boring The morning shot from a diving bell Forgetting you is like Breathing water There's got to be a better way Dynamite
I don't know too much but I know love the way I've been touched It's your love that heats me up And there's no such thing as too much 'Cause I don't
Ohh, look out babe I got stupid little job It's drivin' me insane With those keyhole people All they do is complain 'Bout the tattoo on my arm The ring
And he said goodnight It will all come crashing down And I wish I could say I'm ready I can hardy breathe You can barely look at me And I can't take the
Dynamite tonite She's so cold Keeps her distance, Icy queen I've been told She's so tense has always been She'll need some warmin' up And I'll bring
I came to dance, dance, dance, dance I hit the floor 'Cause that's my, plans, plans, plans, plans I'm wearing all my favorite Brands, brands, brands,
Hey y'all! WHAT? Wanna hear a story? YEAH! Hey y'all! WHAT? Right about now I think you all should know That in the back woods in Georgia on the side
Shake it, shake it, shiny go-go boots and lots of hiney shaking Shake it, shake it, shiny go-go boots and lots of hiney shaking Shake it now, she like
Lets write a song, baby My balls are bigger than a dynamite satchel of pain, Now sit your ass in the chair and I'll tell you my name, My daddy always
In Dynamite Mine your hour will come In a shower of stones, steel beams They'll push and they'll pull against the rock wall Find you buried among the
Oh, look out Bill! I got a studip little job It's drivin' me insane With those keyhole people All they do is complain About the tattoo on my arm The ring