Lyrics

You work all week
Turn the other cheek to all the mean things that people say
Until the weekend comes

You wait in line
You bide your time and when the moment feels right
You step onto the floor
Where you

Dance ’til you drop
Give it all you got until the music stops

You hit your stride
Sashay and glide with the grace of Astaire and
Captivate the room

The bass bins boom
There’s a noise curfew and you’ve a heck of a lot to prove
You snooze, you lose
So just

Dance ’til you drop
Give it all you got until the music stops and
Dance ’til you drop
Here is a groove that is just so commanding
I guarantee you’ll be the last one standing

Before you know it
They will be surrounding the dancefloor
Whooping and hollering
Crying and screaming out for more
And you’ll give it to ‘em

Dance ’til you drop
Give it all you got until the music stops and
Dance ’til you drop
Here is a groove that is just so commanding
I guarantee you’ll be the last one standing

Dance ’til you drop
Give it all you got until the music stops
If they want you outta here they’re gonna have to drag you off
Just dance ’til you drop
Here is a groove that is just so commanding
I guarantee you’ll be the last one standing
Dance!

Composed, arranged and produced by Sodajerker.
Mastered by Jon Astley at Close To The Edge.
© 2010 Sodajerker. Some rights reserved.