Rolling Stones » Dance (Pt. I) Lyrics

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

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

Oh! And it's got me moving -- got me moving honey!
Oh! And it's got me moving -- got me moving honey!
Oh! And it's got me moving -- got me moving honey!
Oh! And it's got me moving -- got me moving honey!

My my my, my my my, my my my, my my my my,
Poor man eyes a rich man
Denigrates his poverty
Rich man loves a poor man
Envies his simplicity.

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

Oh, and it's got me moving,
Oh, and it's got me moving
Oh, and it's got me moving....(repeat)

Still stand accused...