| Dance Little Sister |
| | - Jagger/Richard
On Thursday night she looked a fright;
her pricki hair all curled, oh Lord, what a sight.
Dance, dance, little sister, dance.
On Friday night she's all decked out;
her high heel shoes, her dress so tight.
Dance, dance little sister, dance.
On Saturday night she bass-a-dee;
she stepping high on Frederick's Street.
Dance, dance, little sister, dance.
I said dance, dance, little sister, dance,
dance, little sister, dance,
dance, little sister, dance.
I said dance, dance, little sister, dance,
dance, little sister, dance,
dance, little sister, dance.
It make me hot, I wet with sweat;
it burn like hell, I've four hours left.
Dance, dance, little sister, dance.
Get next to me, drive me close;
don't mammaguay, I lose control.
Dance, dance with fire, dance.
I said dance, dance, little sister, dance,
dance, little sister, dance,
dance, little sister, dance.
I said dance, dance, little sister, dance,
dance, little sister, dance,
dance, little sister, dance.
Jump out of Africa with a step that looks so bold.
Ah, when you kickin' high it make my blood run cold.
I said dance, dance, little sister, dance,
dance, little sister, dance,
dance, little sister, dance.
I said dance, dance, little sister, dance,
dance, little sister, dance,
dance, little sister, dance.
On Saturday night we don't go home;
we bacchanal, there ain't no dawn.
Dance, little sister, dance.
I said dance, dance, little sister,
dance little sister,
dance little sister, dance....
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