Well this music and you can choose it It's just a matter of taste you say But don't abuse it or institute it This could be another craze of the day A twelve bar blues it or disco music It doesn't matter 'cause it's all the same A symphony-a, just lend an ear A simple tune sure sticks in the brain
Hey, hey, boys Put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's my turn, that's right Hey, hey, boys Put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's my turn, that's right
A twenty-four track, no mono flashback Just got to get your down on tape Computer remix, you got me transfixed I sometimes feel I've been audibly raped The dancing people, they go 'beep beeple' You got me moving so I can't set down The Watusi, well, maybe could be The hottest thing to ever hit this town
Hey, hey, boys Put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's my turn, that's right Hey, hey, boys Put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's my turn, that's right
Keep it simple It's down to the beat Another cliché Just makes the song complete Win or lose It's on production line Carbon copies Singing the same old rhymes
Hey, boys Put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's my turn, that's right Hey, hey, boys Put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's my turn, that's right Hey, hey, boys Put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's my turn, that's right
Hey, hey, boys Put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's My, my, my, my, my turn, that's right Hey, hey, boys Put me on the hit line tonight Hey, hey, boys Don't you think it's my turn, that's right