( Loud Sounds )
When We Go Out Dancing on a Friday Night
I Get This Funny Feeling Something's Not Quite Right
My Sense Of Rhythm isn't controvertibly shite; I Can't Fake It.
I can see the pity in your big brown eyes,
The perpetrator lies between my back and my thigh's.
It doesn't wanna wiggle though I try, try, try; I Can't Make It.
(X2) I Get The Feeling that I look absurd
And It Hurts!
[Chorus]
I Just Can't Shake It, Shake It, Shake It
Oh No I Just Cant Shake It, Shake It
{Oh!}
I Just Can't Shake It, Shake It, Shake It
Oh No I Just Cant Shake It, Shake It
{Oh!}
Couldn't Walk The Line Inside The Country Scene,
And Disco Was A Flat Up; Sure No Dancing Queen.
Couldn't really qualify for break-dancing; I just break it.
Tried moving my body to the latest hit,
Someone called the nurse; thought I was having a fit.
I execute the moonwalk like I stepped in shit,
I can't take it.
(X2) I Get The Feeling that I look absurd
And It Hurts!
[Chorus]
I Just Can't Shake It
Oh no, I Just Can't Shake It
(x2) [Chorus] - End