Lyrics:

Dancing girls I'll make you hum, I'll pin my chest
Dancing men it's what you know, you do your best

And if you call me back tomorrow night
You'll call and I'll be gone
'Cause you know that I won't dance
And you're knocking us all down
Be selected and your bride will be known
If she gets you I'll be thrown
On your highway
In your high

Dancing girls could use a break I must confess
Dancing men could do for oxygen express

For paris in the hole
I will not be enslaving nor bewitched
For position how we bitched
In condition to be hitched
Be selective and your pride will be shown
If you find it I'll be thrown
On your highway
In your high
And if you please I may
Escort you all the way
Just sit you down and say
Be thankful everyday
For everything and pray
For dancing girls and dancing men
To dance
Their lives away