Dance (pt. 1) — текст песни (Rolling Stones)

(M. Jagger/K. Richards/R. Wood)

Hey, what am I doing standing here on the corner of
West 8th Street and 6th Avenue and...

Ah, skip it.

Nothing. Keith! Watcha, watcha doing? (whistle)
Oh, I think the time has come to get out, get out

Get up, get out, get into something new
Get up, get out, into something new

Ooh! And it`s got me moving (Got me moving honey!)
Ooh! And it`s got me moving
Ooh! And it`s got me moving
Ooh! And it`s got me moving

My my my, my my my, my my my, my my my, my

Poor man eyes a rich man
Denigrates his property
A rich man eyes a poor man
And envies his simplicity.

Get up, get up, into something new
Get up, get out, down into something new

Ooh! and it`s got me moving
Ooh! and it`s got me moving
Ooh! and it`s got me moving
Ooh! and it`s got me moving
Ooh! and it`s got me moving

Yeah, get up, get up, get out
Into something new
Yeah, all, woncha all, woncha all, woncha all
Don`t stand accused....