Lyrics:

Put your money where your mouth is

Get your finger on the buzzer

Paint it on

Show the bumps

Cos you're really gonna jump tonight

Can you fell you're getting ready?

Don't you see it in the mirror?

Show it all

Show too much

Hey, you're really gonna jump tonight



Drink in all that funky stuff

Take it till you've had enough



Put your image in your pocket

Hang your collar in the closet

Cause a crash

Make a splash

Cos you're really gonna wipe 'em out

Getting rid of inhibitions

Makes a little exhibition

Turn it on

Lossen up

Cos you're really gonna wipe 'em out



Dressed to kill, she wanna play with you

Watch your step, she's gonna run you through

Dressed to kill, she's got amazing grace

Watch the Devil, with an angel's face

Drink in all that funky stuff

Take it till you've had enough



So you're lookin' like a million

And you're getting the attention

Play 'em up

Turn 'em on

Boy they're really gonna work tonight

Hey he's sittin' in the corner

Like a little Jack Horner

Make him break

Take his cake

Oh he's gonna be your fool tonight

Catch him with that funky stuff

Take him till you've had enough