Lyrics:

I Just Don't Care About The Evening News
i Never Listen To The Crackhouse Blues
they Say The City Is The Place To Be
i Wanna Dance With Emily
everybody Come Around The Window Shop
i Guess They Never Seen The Moves I Got
i Wanna Be With What The People See
i Wanna Dance With Emily

emily, Sweet Baby, Won't You Be My Wife
cutting Me Wide Open With A Kitchen Knife
everybody Said That She Is Underage
honky Tried To Shoot Me With A 7 Gage

now I Got The Cookies That Your Momma Sent
i Got Permission From The Government
someone Should Mention To The Minister
now I Gotta Dance With Jennifer

jenny's Got A Mousehole Full Of Pigeon Scum
on Top A Mountain Made Of Bubble Gum
don't Understand What All The Grief Is For
now I Gotta Dance With Eleanor

eleanor, I Wonder If We Grew Too Slow
straight Down The Hatch Beneath The Streetlight's Glow
baby When I Get You On That Persian Rug
that's The Kind Of Movies I've Been Dreaming Of

i'll Tell You Something That You'd Think I Know
i Got Two Tickets To The Sold Out Show
some Of The Fellas Like To Think I'm Greek
i Wanna Love You Maybe Three Days A Week

i Just Don't Care About The Evening News
i Never Listen To The Crackhouse Blues
i Wanna Be With What The People See
i Wanna Dance With Emily
i Wanna Dance With Emily