Daba down at St. James Dogtown, it was almost after day
Then you stepped into the room And then you grabbed my arm and pulled me keenly by your side In the middle of the ballroom's dance floor, and the crazy bouncing crowd Then we were becoming real
*) The girls were shakin' their fans, shakin' their fans, shakin' their fans Guys doing the tap dance, moving their feet, wavin' their hands Oh oh, what a crazy man
**) And I don't know what- what you do, I like everything 'bout you Your smile, your face, your bod, your moves; how you tip and tap your shoes I know what you do to me, mister you make me crazy Zibelibabelibobelibing, now kiss me at St. James Ballroom
You know that I don't want to know your name, but you don't seem to care I think that I'm in love with you, boy; tonight it's in the air 'Cause you- you make me feel so good
*) **) Repeat
Now you're free to do it
But I hope you can handle me Gimme that boom, gimme that ba Give me everything you got Clap your hands, move your feet Now Goldie, bring the beat back Mmm, that feels better, yeah I like it how you push the button, but let me see- Something is still missing here What is it? Hah, I know - Yo max! Now hit the trumpets back!