The More We Dance

That squishy little wishy-washy
Crazy little strudel
In his noodle
Makes him lazy in the legs

So how can we affect his soul
Direct his soul
To make him whole's
The question that his situation begs
Way down deep there at the root he
Really wants to shake his booty
So I think here's what our duty
With him is-

Find a way we can convince his mind
To send a signal down the spine
To the behind
Where all the rhythm is

The more we dance
The more he sees
The more we tease
The more he burns
The more he yearns
To move his knees
Like Cyd Charisse
The more he learns
That life is bursting with joy, so live it
Here it is boy, so give it a chance!

The more we dance
The more we dine
The more he'll whine
The more he'll pout
Until he fin'lly bottoms out
And then he'll rise and he'll shine and he'll prance
So let's dance!

The more we laugh
The more we grin
The more he'll have
To join right in
The more we glow
And show our joy
The more I'm sure
We'll cure the boy

It isn't easy to put him through it-
Remember, we do it on his behalf

So let's guffar
In his gufface
While we im-bibe
And we embrace
No more "I don'ts"
No more "I won'ts"
No more more "I can't"
So let's dance!

I have an idea
Love put him into that chair
Perhaps love can get him out of it
What do you mean?
The more we squeeze
The more we kiss
Oh! You mean like this?
Gott im Himmel
Was that all right?
Ja, ja, wunderbar

We must be cruel to fuel his desire
Let's put another log on the fire

Come on, let's jump! Let's dip!
Maybe that chump will get a grip
The Macarena will make him saner
As we say in Vienna-
Ole!

The more we flirt
The more overt
The more his heart
Will start to hurt
And thus insert
A lot of ants
Into his pants
The more we dance!