Lyrics:

(A. Young M. Young B. Johnson) Put on the headset, get on the stage Out on the midnight, escapade I didn't wanna steal your thunder I wouldn't wanna play your game Making all the headlines, getting on the front page Didn't even know her number, didn't even know her name Stand up, stand up and take it Stand up, stand up and make it Stand up, stand up and face it Stand up Get on the red dress, slip on the lace Up for a high heel, and a pretty face Woman wanna get you under Woman wanna get you tame Loving on a hot night Stoking up the flame I didn't wanna know her number, I didn't wanna know her name Stand up, stand up and take it Stand up, stand up and make it Stand up, stand up and face it Stand up You can make it Stand up, stand up and take it Stand up, stand up and make it Stand up, stand up and face it Stand up, you can make it Stand up, stand up and take it Stand up, stand up and make it Stand up, stand up and face it Stand up, stand up