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 But 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 could heal your broken shattered bones As you drift off the road to turn up the radio Your body is thrown to 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 will give my diamond ring If only this old piece of wood Would 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 a 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 Now, 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 Please don't turn me down 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
Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! You turned your lover down (My dancing shoes) As though you just awoke You follow the sound (x5)