Ball Room Floor Songtext
von Bunny Wailer
Ball Room Floor Songtext
Hey!
No one didn′t tell you as to roam the streets
But that's what′s happ'nin' when de rub-a-dubdin′ gets sweet
Your locks so tight
You don′t even know when it's morning
The music so right
You don′t even care about the dawning
How does it feel to have been on the ballroom floor?
Or do you feel like you deh rock some more?
For a strickly rub-a-dub for sure
And de dub an de waltz galore
So you skank 'til you weary but you got to stay awake
An′ your waistline get dreary you couldn't give it a break
But you ′round the worldie and you rub-a-dubbin'
You head is skanking and you daylight jammin'
Now how does it feel to have been on the ballroom floor?
Or do you feel like you deh rock some more?
For a strickly rub-a-dub for sure
And de dub an de waltz galore, yeah now, yeah now
Hey!
No one didn′t tell you as to roam de streets
But that′s what's happ′nin' when de rub-a-dubbin′ gets sweet
Your locks so tight
You don't even know when it′s morning
The music so right
You don't even care about the dawning
How does it feel to have been on the ballroom floor?
Or do you feel like you deh rock some more?
For a strickly rub-a-dub for sure
And de dub an de waltz galore
No one didn′t tell you as to roam the streets
But that's what′s happ'nin' when de rub-a-dubdin′ gets sweet
Your locks so tight
You don′t even know when it's morning
The music so right
You don′t even care about the dawning
How does it feel to have been on the ballroom floor?
Or do you feel like you deh rock some more?
For a strickly rub-a-dub for sure
And de dub an de waltz galore
So you skank 'til you weary but you got to stay awake
An′ your waistline get dreary you couldn't give it a break
But you ′round the worldie and you rub-a-dubbin'
You head is skanking and you daylight jammin'
Now how does it feel to have been on the ballroom floor?
Or do you feel like you deh rock some more?
For a strickly rub-a-dub for sure
And de dub an de waltz galore, yeah now, yeah now
Hey!
No one didn′t tell you as to roam de streets
But that′s what's happ′nin' when de rub-a-dubbin′ gets sweet
Your locks so tight
You don't even know when it′s morning
The music so right
You don't even care about the dawning
How does it feel to have been on the ballroom floor?
Or do you feel like you deh rock some more?
For a strickly rub-a-dub for sure
And de dub an de waltz galore
Writer(s): Neville Oril Livingston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com