DJ Man (Acoustic and Flash)

DJ Man let the record spin, Show the homebodies what time it is. Rolling down the street going crazy, Girls on the street screaming baby. Ooo! La-la-la is our phrase of choice, If you want scream it loud like suburban boys. Who ain't got no rhythm but the got the sound, And they thump it in their Jeeps when they drive around. Everybody, move your body rock your body to the beat. Cause all the girlies could be hotties if they'd only move their feet you see. A dance floor's not a dance floor unless you get up out your seat and break it down. Check one Check two to the rhythm, Check three Check four for the rhyme. Summer's spent with my stereo, Plays the four-four beat and it plays it slow. We're chilling on the porch cause we're lazy, Pimping like the mac cause it pays me. Ooo! La-la-la is our phrase of choice If you want scream it loud unless you have no voice. Cause you've got two lips two lungs one tongue, But you're chewing out the rhythm on your bubble gum. Everybody, move your body rock your body to the beat. Cause all the girlies could be hotties if they'd only move their feet you see. A dance floor's not a dance floor unless you get up out your seat and break it down. Check one Check two to the rhythm, Check three Check four for the rhyme. Girls in the crowd can you help me now see I'm reeling with the feeling from that old school sound. So put your arms up and your hands together, Bust a body move through your cardigan sweater. DJ Man can you hear me now? can you hear me now? Everybody, move your body rock your body to the beat. Cause all the girlies could be hotties if they'd only move their feet you see. A dance floor's not a dance floor unless you get up out your seat and break it down. Check one Check two to the rhythm, Check three Check four for the rhyme.