My boss suggested that I go out on stage the other night and do my dance. I asked if they really wanted to clear the house before the headliner went on, and wouldn't Ms. Badu be a wee bit upset about that? I dance exactly like Frank Zappa, often wondering if he wrote this song just for me.
Ì don't know much about dancin', that's why I got this song
One of my legs is shorter than the other and both my feet's too long
'Course now right along with 'em, I got no natural rhythm
But I go dancin' every night, hopin' one day I might get it right
I'm a dancin' fool (Dancin' fool)
I hear that beat, I jump outa my seat
But I can't compete 'cause I'm a dancin' fool (Dancin' fool)
I'm a dancin' fool
The disco folks all dressed up like they's fit to kill
I walk on in and see 'em there
Gonna give them all a thrill
When they see me comin' they all steps aside
They has a fit while I commit my social suicide
I'm a dancin' fool (Dancin' fool)