This one's for dancing This one's for dancing This one's for dancing
Hands up in the suburbs If you want to be alone Needs seconds to check it out But your sentimental leanings Can often leave you feeling Like you need a dancing song
You're so socially outrageous With your lack of self control So take your 37 digits And put them in her mobile phone With your quintessential, skint-potential Leaking from your pores Let your tip-toes tell you fingers That this is a dancing song
This one's for dancing This one's for dancing (This one's for dancing) This one's for dancing This one's for dancing
