Lyrics:

Well, they don't need much you know
Somebody do a wiggle maybe
And somebody keep time too
That's all they need to dance
Well maybe they take their hips and shake 'em
(Shake 'em)
Right, yeah
Some guy maybe plays like a broken bongo drum or something
And that's all they need to dance
(One, two, three)

When it smells like rain and the clouds are black
My raggy tee-shirt be on my back
I wanna walk my bike to dig the rocking gang
I wanna hear that groove
I wanna feel that twang
Well that cheap guitar, man, it's sounding thin
That saxophone sounds like the cat dragged it in
But I want it in my life
'Cause this kind of music is the kind I like

Well when it smells like rain and the clouds are grey
My raggy tee-shirt been thrown away
I wanna walk my bike to dig the rocking band
Wanna kick my kickstand in the sand
That cheap guitar is sounding bad
That saxophone's worse then the last one he had
But I want it in my life
This kind of music is the kind I like

Well when you're dancing with just singing
I like that
So I left my guitar in the laundromat
This is what I like
I say I think it's great
That way you won't get bored if your bus is late
That guy's playing drums on a card table
I left my guitar in the laundry pile
I want it in my life
This kind of music is the kind I like

Now when you're dancing with just nothing
I like that
So I left my shirt in the laundromat
Now this is what I like
I think it's great
That way you don't get bored if your bus is late
Now that guy's playing drums on a card table
I left my shirt in the laundry pile
And I want it in my life
'Cause this kind of music is the kind I like

I said that I want it in my life
This kind of music is the kind that I like