Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!

You turned your lover down

As though you just awoke

You follow the sound

Out the door to the ground floor

Where ya see a man standing where

Ya never seen before, playing a guitar

With his heart in a string

Watch him dance and sing out on the street

While everyone who sees, just taken with the sight

Not the sound...

(...aa-aahh...!!!)

...so let your hands slip off the wheel

As you begin to feel, something that yould heal

Your broken shattered bones

As you drift off the road, to turn up the radio

Your body is thrown, into the unknown...

Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!

You turned your lover down...

As though you just awoke

You follow the sound

...to my guitar, of which I sing

I would give my diamond ring...

If only this old piece of wood

Could love me like a woman...

 

Ding Dong

Hello, it´s Thwilla! Smooth like vanilla

Dancing you can´t see me cause I´m on your record

Start snapping, start clapping

Moon walk on the floor till they call you Michael Jackson

Cause you´re bad you know it

Your dad he noticed

Slip me love potion

I´ll do the locomotion

Romba, Conga, Samba and Charleston

The sounds got me shaking in a major way

With a little help from Jim, Jack and James

So, get in the middle miss, let me watch you wiggle it

Show me where you´re ticklish and shake it like Shakira did

Done good without a doubt

Must of ate your Brussels sprouts

Now just please don´t turn me down

I said please don´t turn me down

I said please don´t turn me down

 

Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!

You turned your lover down...

As though you just awoke

You follow the sound

(My dancing shoes, my dancing shoes)