to the babe i wanna tell you what’s exactly on my mind
i won’t stay at home another night while you’re out makin’ time
i’m well aware of where you go and every girl you see
’cause whenever i can’t find you boy my phone begins to ring
and i can’t dance to that music you’re playin’
stop think it over and rewrite your tune
i can’t dance to that music you’re playin’
you better get yourself together you’d better do it soon
last friday night the phone rang you said it was little joe
we had a one night stand to play down on cottage row
if you went down to the park to play you weren’t playin’ with your band
’cause your sax was here at home all night behind your music stand
and i can’t dance to that music you’re playin’
stop think it over and rewrite your tune
i can’t dance to that music you’re playin’
you better get yourself together you’d better do it soon
i can’t dance
i can’t dance
i can’t dance
i can’t dance
i can’t dance to what you’re singin’
i can’t dance to what you’re playin’
uhhuh
i can’t dance to that music you’re playin’
stop think it over and rewrite your tune
i can’t dance to that music you’re playin’
you better get yourself together you’d better do it soon
if you really love me then unpack your bags and stay
don’t tell me you’ve got to think it over got to get away
i’ve taken all that medicine of yours that i can stand
now please change your prescription or i’ll find another band
i can’t dance to that music you’re playin’
stop think it over and rewrite your tune
i can’t dance to that music you’re playin’
you better yourself together you’d better do it soon
Artist: Martha Reeves The Vandellas
Year: 1968
Decade: 60s
Language: en
Word Count: 157