(Brooker Fisher)



My band was playing at a club just down the road

The room was hot and they were dancing' toe to toe

When in the corner - I saw a lonely face

Turnin' down the suitors - the music weren't her taste



Play some

Play something to make me move

Sing some

Sing a song let's change the mood



Upon the stage guitar and saxophone

They kept on wailin' windin' up the song

The drummer laying right back on the beat

But still that girl stayed right back on her seat



Play some

Play something to make me move

Sing some

Sing a song to change the mood



Is this what you're saying

That somehow we're failing

You speak for us all but tell me how

It needs all the soul that's

Deep down inside us

I hear what you're saying now



I stopped the singing let the band take up the beat

And fought a passage thru' the crowd up to hear seat

I took her hands in mine and drew her to the floor

We'd found the one thing that we'd both been looking for



Play some

Play something to make me move

Sing some

Sing some more you've changed the mood