Song | Shut Up And Dance |
Artist | Aerosmith |
Album | Get A Grip |
Lyrics:Tyler/Perry/Blades/Shaw Music:Tyler/Perry/Blades/Shaw | |
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Talk is cheap, shut up and dance | |
Don't get deep, shut up and dance | |
Love has got me down | |
A tear just hit the ground | |
So I started writing you this song | |
But the words I wrote came out all wrong | |
Yeah, but it's alright | |
When you can't define the crime | |
Then life ain't worth a dime | |
When they take away everything you've got | |
And they rub your nose in the funky spot | |
Not without a fight | |
When they work your fingers to the bone | |
Now what does that get you--nothing | |
In a crowd of people | |
You're still alone | |
You hope that tells you something | |
The road to heaven is paved in hell | |
And it makes you wonder | |
Why we're here at all | |
Check out the shape of your circumstance | |
He wears the dress and she wears the pants | |
Here comes Jill and she needs romance | |
But you can't do jack so shut up and dance! | |
Sex is like a gun | |
You aim, you shoot, you run | |
When you're splittin' hairs with Mr. Clean | |
It's like getting head from a guillotine | |
And the night has just begun | |
chorus |
Lyrics: Tyler Perry Blades Shaw Music: Tyler Perry Blades Shaw | |
chorus: | |
Talk is cheap, shut up and dance | |
Don' t get deep, shut up and dance | |
Love has got me down | |
A tear just hit the ground | |
So I started writing you this song | |
But the words I wrote came out all wrong | |
Yeah, but it' s alright | |
When you can' t define the crime | |
Then life ain' t worth a dime | |
When they take away everything you' ve got | |
And they rub your nose in the funky spot | |
Not without a fight | |
When they work your fingers to the bone | |
Now what does that get younothing | |
In a crowd of people | |
You' re still alone | |
You hope that tells you something | |
The road to heaven is paved in hell | |
And it makes you wonder | |
Why we' re here at all | |
Check out the shape of your circumstance | |
He wears the dress and she wears the pants | |
Here comes Jill and she needs romance | |
But you can' t do jack so shut up and dance! | |
Sex is like a gun | |
You aim, you shoot, you run | |
When you' re splittin' hairs with Mr. Clean | |
It' s like getting head from a guillotine | |
And the night has just begun | |
chorus |