The B-52s - Dance This Mess Around

Remember when you held my hand
Say, remember when you were my man
Walk, talk in the name of love
Before you break my heart
Think it over
Roll it over in your mind

Why don't you dance with me?
I'm not no Limburger
Why don't you dance with me?
I'm not no Limburger

Oh say, why don't you dance with me?
I'm not no Limburger
Just a limber girl
Just a limber girl
Just a limber girl
Just a limber girl

Dance this mess around
Dance this mess around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round

Everybody goes to parties
They dance this mess around
They do all sixteen dances
They do the Shu-ga-loo
Do the Shy Tuna
Do the Camel Walk
Do the Hip-O-Crit

Ah, hippy hippy forward
Hippy hippy hippy hippy hippy shake
Oh, it's time to do 'em right

Hey, so doesn't that make you feel a whole lot better, huh? (Huh?)
Say, doesn't that make you feel a lot better?
What you say?
Well, I'm just askin'

Come on
Shake
Ooh, oh oh (shake)
Shake
Ooh, oh oh (shake)
Shake
Ooh, oh oh

Everybody goes to parties
They dance this mess around
They do all sixteen dances
They do Coo-ca-choo
Do the Aqua Velva
Do the Dirty Dog
Do the Escalator

Ah, hippy hippy forward
Hippy hippy hippy hippy hippy shake
Oh, it's time to do 'em right

Hey, so Fred, doesn't that make you feel a whole lot better? (Huh?)
Say, doesn't that make you feel a lot better?
What you say?
Well, I'm just askin'

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stop, dance on over
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dance, dance this mess around
Dance this mess around
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dance this mess around
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Written by:
Kate Pierson, Fred Schneider, Keith Strickland, Cindy Wilson, Ricky Wilson

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sentric Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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