1989 feat. Flea : This here's a tale for all the fellas Try to do what those ladies tell us Get shot down cause you're over zealous Play hard to get an females get jealous Ok smartie, go to a party Girls are stancin the crowd is showin body A chick walks by you wish you could sex her But you're standin on the wall like you was Poindexter Next days function, high class luncheon Food is served and you're stone cold munchin' Music comes on, people start to dance But then you ate so much you nearly split your pants A girl starts walkin, guys start gawkin' Sits down next to you and starts talkin' Says she wanna dance cus she likes the groove So come on fatso and just bust a move You're on a mission and you're wishin' someone could cure you're lonely condition You're lookin for love in all the wrong places Not fine girls just ugly faces From frustration first inclination Is to become a monk and leave the situation But every dark tunnel has a lighter hope So don't hang yourself with a celibate rope New movie's showin... so you're goin Could care less about the five you're blowin Theatre gets dark just to start the show When you spot a fine woman sittin in the front row She's dressed in yellow, she says "Hello, Come sit next to me you fine fellow" You run over there without a second to loose And what comes next, hey bust a move If you want it baby you've got it (repeat) Just bust a move In the city ladies look pretty Guys tell jokes so they can seem witty Tell a funny joke just ...






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