but you're stuck,
inside inside inside inside inside, outside, outside outside outside outside outside, inside, now, twirl for me, twirl like a little girl,
some mother fuckers think they're born to dance, well, maybe you is boy and maybe you just ance, yeah, 57 shots she was bound to die, billy made a boo boo he was bound to cry, but, we're all good people here and i ain't gonna tell no one you, came, on, him,
inside inside inside inside inside, outside, outside outside outside outside outside, inside, inside inside inside inside inside, outside, outside outside outside outside outside, inside,
strike a letter, make it red, you was born but now you're dead, haunt a village, make it scar, 2 pink lungs are full of tare, i might live, to tell the tale, of how young girls once rode a whale, a mockin' in my rockin' chair, lost your strength, you lost you hair,
too many times, it's been all too many times, too many times, it's been all too many times,
some mother fuckers think they're born to dance, some mother fuckers think they're born to, dance,
not you (not me),
shakin' like you don't know what you're waiting for, shake like bacon ice cold it's floored,
and again,
you're inside inside inside inside inside, outside, outside outside outside outside outside, inside, you're inside inside inside inside inside, outside, outside outside outside outside outside, inside,
look at you, can't you see? never be the one, to dance with me...
