Land of 1000 Dances Songtext
von Robbie Williams

One, two, three, four

You′ve gotta know how to pony, like a mony de roady
Do the mashed potato, do the alligator
Oh, put your hand on your hips, let your backbone slip
Do the wah tootsie, like a bottle of loose air

Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na
(You've left the safety of the band, now you have-)
Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na (finally, it′s 3 p.m., and this is only the beginning)
Killer!


(So, the first matches have been thrown at Gary Barlow at number one
While Robbie's first album "Life thru a Lens" debuted number 11
Robbie's fates now rests on a national charm offensive tour)
Lock off your daughters, lock off your sons
It′s Robbie Williams
You know what I need you to do?
One, two, three, four

Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na
Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na

(A new album rocketing off the charts) c′mon
(Ladies and gentlemen, Robbie Williams) alright
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na (please, welcome Robbie Williams)
Na-na-na (Robbie Williams, ladies and gentlemen)
Na-na-na (He's an international, local darling)
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na (his music is amazing)
Na-na-na
I wanna see, goddammit

You′ve gotta know how to pony, like a mony de roady
Do the mashed potato, do the alligator
Oh, put your hand on your hips, let your backbone slip
Do the wah tootsie, like a bottle of loose air


Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na

Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na
Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na

Dance with me, honey, like a long tossil
Twist the wit, loser, do the wah tootsie
You gotta hold your breath, yeah, like it like this
Do the jerk, watch me work now

Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na (louder!)
Na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na