I Can't Dance To That Music You're Playing - Syreeta

Babe, I wanna tell you what’s on my mind

I won’t stay at home another night

While you’re out makin' time

I’m well aware if where you go

And every girl you see

'Cause whenever I can’t find you,

Boy, my phone begins to ring

I can’t dance to that music you’re playin'

Stop, think it over, & rewrite your tune

I can’t dance to that music you’re playin'

Go get yourself a piano, you’d better do it soon

Last Friday night the phone rang

You siad «Where's Little Joe?

We had a one-night stand

To play down on Covent Road

If you went down to the park to play

You weren’t playin' with your band

'Cause your sax was here at home

All night behind your music stand

I can’t dance to that music you’re playin'

Stop, think it over, and rewrite your tune

I can’t dance to that music you’re playin'

Go get yourself a piano, you’d better do it soon

I can’t dance (I can’t dance), I can’t dance (I can’t dance)

I can’t dance to what you’re singin'

I can’t dance to what you’re playin'

I can’t dance to that music you’re playin'

Stop, think it over, and rewrite your tune

I can’t dance to that music you’re playin'

Go get yourself a piano, you’d better do it soon

If you really love me, then unpack your bags and stay

Don’t tell me you’ve got to think it over, got to get away

I’ve taken all that medicine of yours that I can stand

Now please change your prescription or find another band

I can’t dance to that music you’re playin'

Stop, think it over, & rewrite your tune

I can’t dance to that music you’re playin'

Go get yourself a piano, you’d better do it soon