Song | Bust A Move |
Artist | The Hit Crew |
Album | Halloween Dance Party Favorites |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
bust a move: | |
Verse One: | |
This here's a jam for all the fellas | |
Tryin to do what those ladies tell us | |
Get shot down cause ya over-zealous | |
Play hard to get females get jealous | |
Okay smarty go to a party | |
Girls are scantily clad and showin body | |
A chich walks by you wish you could sex her | |
But you're standing on the wall like you was Poindexter | |
Next days function high class luncheon | |
Food they're serving, you're stone-cold munchin | |
Music comes on people start to dance | |
But then you ate so much you nearly split your pants | |
A girl starts walking guys start gawking | |
Sits down next to you and starts talking | |
Says she wants to dance cause she likes to groove | |
So come on fatso and just bust a move | |
Verse Two: | |
You're on a mission and your wishin | |
Someone could cure your lonely condition | |
Lookin for love in all the wrongplaces | |
No fine girls just ugly faces | |
Some frustration first inclination | |
Is to become a monk and leave the situation | |
But every dark tunnel has a light of hope | |
So don't hang yourself, with a celibate rope | |
Your movie's showin, so you're goin | |
Could care less about the five you're blowin | |
Theater gets dark just to start the show | |
Then ya spot a fine woman sittin in your row | |
She's dressed in yellow, she says "Hello, | |
come sit next to me you fine fellow." | |
You run over there without a second to lose | |
And what comes next hey bust a move | |
Verse Three: | |
In this city ladies look pretty | |
Guys tell jokes so they can seem witty | |
Tell a funny joke just to get some play | |
Then you try to make a move and she says, "No way" | |
Girls are fakin goodness sakin | |
They want the man who brings home the bacon | |
Got no money and you got no car | |
Then you got no women and there you are | |
Some girls are sadistic, materialistic | |
Lookin for a man makes them opportunistic | |
They're lyin on a beach perpetrating a tan | |
So a brother with the money can be their man | |
So on the beach you're strollin real high rollin | |
Everything you have is yours and not stolen | |
A girl runs up with somethin to prove | |
So don't just stand there bust a move | |
Verse Four: | |
Your best friend Harry has a brother Larry | |
In five days from now he's gonna marry | |
He's hopin you can make it there if you can | |
Cause in the ceremony you'll be the best man | |
You say neat-o, check your libido | |
And roll to the church in your new tuxedo | |
The bride walks down just to start the wedding | |
And there's one more girl you won't be getting | |
So you start thinkin then you start blinking | |
The bridesmaid looks and thinks that you're winking | |
She thinks your kinda cute so she winks back | |
And now your feelin really firm cause the girl is stacked | |
Reception's jumpin faces pumpin | |
You look at the girl and your heart starts thumpin | |
Says she wants to dance to a different groove | |
Now you know what to do just bust a move |
bust a move: | |
Verse One: | |
This here' s a jam for all the fellas | |
Tryin to do what those ladies tell us | |
Get shot down cause ya overzealous | |
Play hard to get females get jealous | |
Okay smarty go to a party | |
Girls are scantily clad and showin body | |
A chich walks by you wish you could sex her | |
But you' re standing on the wall like you was Poindexter | |
Next days function high class luncheon | |
Food they' re serving, you' re stonecold munchin | |
Music comes on people start to dance | |
But then you ate so much you nearly split your pants | |
A girl starts walking guys start gawking | |
Sits down next to you and starts talking | |
Says she wants to dance cause she likes to groove | |
So come on fatso and just bust a move | |
Verse Two: | |
You' re on a mission and your wishin | |
Someone could cure your lonely condition | |
Lookin for love in all the wrongplaces | |
No fine girls just ugly faces | |
Some frustration first inclination | |
Is to become a monk and leave the situation | |
But every dark tunnel has a light of hope | |
So don' t hang yourself, with a celibate rope | |
Your movie' s showin, so you' re goin | |
Could care less about the five you' re blowin | |
Theater gets dark just to start the show | |
Then ya spot a fine woman sittin in your row | |
She' s dressed in yellow, she says " Hello, | |
come sit next to me you fine fellow." | |
You run over there without a second to lose | |
And what comes next hey bust a move | |
Verse Three: | |
In this city ladies look pretty | |
Guys tell jokes so they can seem witty | |
Tell a funny joke just to get some play | |
Then you try to make a move and she says, " No way" | |
Girls are fakin goodness sakin | |
They want the man who brings home the bacon | |
Got no money and you got no car | |
Then you got no women and there you are | |
Some girls are sadistic, materialistic | |
Lookin for a man makes them opportunistic | |
They' re lyin on a beach perpetrating a tan | |
So a brother with the money can be their man | |
So on the beach you' re strollin real high rollin | |
Everything you have is yours and not stolen | |
A girl runs up with somethin to prove | |
So don' t just stand there bust a move | |
Verse Four: | |
Your best friend Harry has a brother Larry | |
In five days from now he' s gonna marry | |
He' s hopin you can make it there if you can | |
Cause in the ceremony you' ll be the best man | |
You say neato, check your libido | |
And roll to the church in your new tuxedo | |
The bride walks down just to start the wedding | |
And there' s one more girl you won' t be getting | |
So you start thinkin then you start blinking | |
The bridesmaid looks and thinks that you' re winking | |
She thinks your kinda cute so she winks back | |
And now your feelin really firm cause the girl is stacked | |
Reception' s jumpin faces pumpin | |
You look at the girl and your heart starts thumpin | |
Says she wants to dance to a different groove | |
Now you know what to do just bust a move |
bust a move: | |
Verse One: | |
This here' s a jam for all the fellas | |
Tryin to do what those ladies tell us | |
Get shot down cause ya overzealous | |
Play hard to get females get jealous | |
Okay smarty go to a party | |
Girls are scantily clad and showin body | |
A chich walks by you wish you could sex her | |
But you' re standing on the wall like you was Poindexter | |
Next days function high class luncheon | |
Food they' re serving, you' re stonecold munchin | |
Music comes on people start to dance | |
But then you ate so much you nearly split your pants | |
A girl starts walking guys start gawking | |
Sits down next to you and starts talking | |
Says she wants to dance cause she likes to groove | |
So come on fatso and just bust a move | |
Verse Two: | |
You' re on a mission and your wishin | |
Someone could cure your lonely condition | |
Lookin for love in all the wrongplaces | |
No fine girls just ugly faces | |
Some frustration first inclination | |
Is to become a monk and leave the situation | |
But every dark tunnel has a light of hope | |
So don' t hang yourself, with a celibate rope | |
Your movie' s showin, so you' re goin | |
Could care less about the five you' re blowin | |
Theater gets dark just to start the show | |
Then ya spot a fine woman sittin in your row | |
She' s dressed in yellow, she says " Hello, | |
come sit next to me you fine fellow." | |
You run over there without a second to lose | |
And what comes next hey bust a move | |
Verse Three: | |
In this city ladies look pretty | |
Guys tell jokes so they can seem witty | |
Tell a funny joke just to get some play | |
Then you try to make a move and she says, " No way" | |
Girls are fakin goodness sakin | |
They want the man who brings home the bacon | |
Got no money and you got no car | |
Then you got no women and there you are | |
Some girls are sadistic, materialistic | |
Lookin for a man makes them opportunistic | |
They' re lyin on a beach perpetrating a tan | |
So a brother with the money can be their man | |
So on the beach you' re strollin real high rollin | |
Everything you have is yours and not stolen | |
A girl runs up with somethin to prove | |
So don' t just stand there bust a move | |
Verse Four: | |
Your best friend Harry has a brother Larry | |
In five days from now he' s gonna marry | |
He' s hopin you can make it there if you can | |
Cause in the ceremony you' ll be the best man | |
You say neato, check your libido | |
And roll to the church in your new tuxedo | |
The bride walks down just to start the wedding | |
And there' s one more girl you won' t be getting | |
So you start thinkin then you start blinking | |
The bridesmaid looks and thinks that you' re winking | |
She thinks your kinda cute so she winks back | |
And now your feelin really firm cause the girl is stacked | |
Reception' s jumpin faces pumpin | |
You look at the girl and your heart starts thumpin | |
Says she wants to dance to a different groove | |
Now you know what to do just bust a move |