Writers: leo sayer & david courtney
I was travellin' down the road, feelin' hungry and cold
I saw a sign sayin' food and drinks for everyone
So naturally i thought i would take me a look inside
I saw so much food, there was water comin' from my eye
Yeah there was ham an' there was turkey, there was caviar
An' long tall gla**es, with wine up to yar
An' then somebody grabbed me, threw me outta my chair
Said before you can eat, you gotta dance like fred astaire
You know i can't dance, you know i can't dance
You know i can't dance, you know i can't dance
I can't dance
I am a man of the road -- a hobo by name
I don't seek entertainment, just poultry and game
But if it's all the same to you, then yes i will try my hand
If you were as hungry as me then i'm sure you would understand
Hmmm
Now wait a minute
Let me see now
Of course i can dance of course i can dance
I'm sure i can dance, i'm sure i can dance..
I can dance
I can dance
I really hit the floor
Ah feels good
Look at me dancin'
I did a two-step, quick-step and a bossa nova
A little victor silvester, and a rudy valentino
You should a seen me movin', right across the floor
Hand me down my tuxedo, next week i'm comin' back for more
I can dance -- oh yes! i can dance
Look at me dancin' the floor movin'
I feel good -- i can dance
I can dance, i can dance, i can dance.