Shut Up And Dance

Huh, huh, huh

Talk is cheap
Shut up and dance
Don't get deep
Shut up and dance

A love has got me down
A tear just hit the ground
So, I started writin' you this song
But the words I wrote came out all wrong
Yeah, but it's alright

Talk is cheap
Shut up and dance
Ah!
Don't get deep
Shut up and dance

When you can't define the crime
Oh, then life ain't worth a dime
When they take away everything you got
And they rub your nose in the funky spot
Not without a fight

Talk is cheap
Shut up and dance
Ah!
Don't get deep
Shut up and dance
Yeah!

When you work your fingers to the bone
And now, what does that get you? (Nothing)
In a crowd of people, you're still alone
Oh, you hope that tells you (something)
Yeah, 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, 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, ha-ha, you run
When you're splittin' hairs with Mr. Clean
It's like gettin' head from a guillotine
And the night has just begun

Talk is cheap
Shut up and dance
Oh, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!
Don't get deep
Shut up and dance
Ah!

Talk is cheap
Shut up and dance
Yeah!
Don't get deep
Shut up and dance

Talk is cheap
Shut up and dance
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!
Don't get deep
Shut up and dance
Ah, yeah!



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Jack Martin Blades, Tommy R. Shaw
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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