I wrote another love song, you said
I can't feel the beat
You better get a move on
Maybe it's the economy, that makes us
Close our minds and wanna to use our feet
Cuz people all around the world, world
From Paris all the way to New York are screamin' out
Cuz everybody just wants to dance
Everybody just wants to dance!
So come on brother and clap your hands
Come on sister and clap your hands
Oh oh oh uh uuh! Oh oh oh uh uuh!
Lately I've kinda noticed that I am
Really numb everywhere above my legs
So I give into the movement
Let's groove it baby
Cuz there's nothing left to say
And people all around the world, world
From Kenya all the way to New York are screaming out
Who says we need to slow it down?
Can't hear this sound of people all around the world
From Little Rock all the way to New York
They're screaming out!
Come on brother,come on sister,come on mother,come on mister
Gotta dance the night away, oh