And you're not gonna reach my telephone Stop callin', stop callin' Stop telephonin' me 'Cause I'll be dancin' I left my head and my heart on the dance floor 'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub I'm kinda busy I don't wanna think any more

Forget about the price tag It's not about the money, money, money We don't need your money, money, money We just wanna make the world dance Wanna make the world dance Ain't about the ha cha-ching cha-ching Ain't about the yeah ba-bling ba-bling Everybody

With a red and black one at the Texaco She hopped in your truck Sang alone with one on the radio Big red one going down Feel like one in a small town Parked way out in the dark And they danced on the hood She was sitting on the shining light Then gave

I-I-I, I-I-I, I-I-I hope, do you wanna Let go o-o-o, o-o-o 'cause this is home This time I-I-I, I-I-I, I hope you wanna We work and slave the day away We're wasting perfect families We fucking fight like vagabonds We dance like fucking animals Don't stop

You got me spending all these bands on you Damn girl, I'm hypnotized by how the way you dance girl We in this club but I'm wishin' I was yo man girl I don't care what anybody say You got me spending all these bands on you, bands on you bands on you I

Forget about the price tag It's not about the money, money, money We don't need your money, money, money We just wanna make the world dance Wanna make the world dance Ain't about the ha cha-ching cha-ching Ain't about the yeah ba-bling ba-bling Everybody

But I don’t wanna dance if I’m not dancing with you And right there where we stood was holy ground Tonight I’m gonna dance for all that we’ve been through Tonight I’m gonna dance like you were in this room I was reminiscing just the other day While

Helter skelter You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer Helter skelter, helter skelter When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide Do Do you, don't you want me to love you I'm coming down fast but I'm miles above you Helter skelter helter

Baby won't you dance with me Sitting in the dirt Feeling kind of hurt And all is darkness in my room Baby take a chance I'm feeling kind of hurt I had a dream last night That I was piloting a plane

Make out on the dance floor, take it too far Out the back door, leave an open tab When you look like that? And tell me how am I supposed to keep my hands to myself When you're making my mind wander somewhere else? It's on a one-way track when you look