D-N-C-E Sippin’ on a bottle, ’til the bottle’s starin’ back at you (Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh) If he can, and she can, then they can get weird together This ain’t fire but it burns my throat Woo, if you ain’t leavin’, dance If he can, and she can, then they can get weird together This ain’t fire but it burns my throat Woo, if you ain’t leavin’, dance Alright, let’s see if you can do this! Woo, if you ain’t leavin’, dance |