Like water on your flowers That let the shoulders know the codes of where to go
We are walking down the avenue Come, hands we could hold And walk into the nightfall
She is marinating meat for us To eat before we look for dancing
(Da-dum da-da-da-da-da-dum) (Da-dum da-da-da-da-da-dum) (Da-dum da-da-da-da-da-dum) (Da-dum da-da-da-da-da-dum)
Ladies have their high-heel shoes on They want to go out dancing
Oh, and the ladies have their high-heel shoes on They want to go out dancing
I want you, fantastic sweetness