Mouths of Babes - Take Me Dancing lyrics

Well, I am sick of laundry lists and laundry lines And I am so tired Of early to bed and early to rise Sick of maybe laters, sick of tailgaters Sick of all the haters with their pamphlets & signs Sick of rush hour, of never getting flowers Of staring at screens instead of into your eyes I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired Goddammit, take me dancing Whirl me across the floor Out of my head, oh yeah Until my feet are sore Oh, buy me a drink Sway me real slow Until you see that girl You fell in love with A long, long time ago Take me dancing I am sick of house slippers and dishwater hands And I am so tired Of those Saturday night sweatpants The shorter the dress, the higher the heels The redder my lips, the better I feel I'm so sick and tired of being no big deal Goddammit, take me dancing Whirl me across the floor Out of my head, oh yeah Until my feet are sore Oh, buy me a drink Sway me real slow Until you see that girl You fell in love with A long, long time ago Take me dancing Slick back your hair Shine up your shoes It's time we shake this bad, bad case of the ball and chain blues Goddammit, take me dancing Whirl me across the floor Out of my head, oh yeah Until my feet are sore Oh, buy me a drink Sway me real slow Until you see that girl You fell in love with A long, long time ago Take me dancing Take me dancing Take me dancing