Everybody's gonna move their feet Everybody's gonna leave their seat I feel uptight on a Saturday night Nine o' clock, the radio's the only light I hear my song and it pulls me through Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do

Hey baby, it's a quarter to eight I feel I'm in the mood Hey baby, the hour is late I feel I've got to move Well, hey now, baby Aw, hey now, baby, Well, I like your smile Won't you come and talk to me For a little while

I feel I come from better conditions Buried deep in my mind I forgot I take inside a forward movement (Opened them at my own will and command) Awake my soul I want to find and drink this light Images of the past Other lives and other places Always the