(cioffi/todd/crenshaw)



Well now baby's gone out of control

Body and soul

She got to cut loose living only for the sound

Of the baddest sounds around

And baby's spent all of her dough

On countin' on clothes

Every look every fashion that comes on strong

Baby just wants to belong

She can't dance

She can't sing

But she's got to be part of that pop music thing

Well now baby's only trying to lose

All of her blues

Down in her heart 'cause she's only seventeen

And she means to cause a scene

She can't dance, she can't sing

She can't dance, she can't sing

But she's got to part of that bang bang head bang music

She moves to the radio

Every night and day i can hear her say

"let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go"

Well let's go now!

She can't dance, she can't sing

She can't dance, she can't sing

But she's got to part of that bang bang head bang music

She moves to the radio

Every night and day i can hear her say

"let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go"

Well now baby's gone out of control

Body and soul

She got to cut loose living only for the sound

Of the baddest sounds around

She can't dance

She can't sing

But she's got to be part of that pop music thing

Right here in new york!

She can't dance (she can't dance)

She can't sing (she can't sing)

(rock bop, rhythm and blues)




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