Dancing and I Fart

Even "The Boss" gets a little gassy after a few pitchers at the Stone Pony
It's OK... Just as long as your Dancing in the Dark and you're on beat!

I got this funny feeling
And my stomach is starting to ache
There's something in there brewing
And I ain't got Beano to take
There might be diapers required
Baby, I'm required to dance with myself
Hey There Tom Brady
I could lose just a little air
I might start a fire
Please put your cigarette out to start
It might sound like gunfire
Sorry if we're Dancing and I Fart
Sorry if we're Dancing and I Fart

There'll be noise and an odor
My corn hole has social anxiety
Would she care if I told her
That Taco Bell don't agree with me

I might paint my shorts brown
Hope my jeans aren't on too tight
I'll just Harlem Shuffle
Until the moment feels just right
You'll need a respirator
Stand clear cause I Booty Burp when I Twerk
Ooops... I need toilet paper
That went better than it looked
Don't call me a liar
Mom says that beans are good for the heart
It's a smell that's acquired
Sorry if we're Dancing and I Fart

I might start a fire
With the lighter I bought from the minimart
My ass hair is on fire
Sorry if we're Dancing and I Fart

Sorry if we're Dancing and I Fart
Sorry if we're Dancing and I Fart



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Writer(s): Kevin Hitaffer
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