Already late to the Union HallTired of dragging my feet on the groundDr. Philbert lived right down my streetI flew on over and he heard me speak darklyI'm getting weak in the kneesAnd he said, cry toughSon, cry toughOoh, I told him about my dancing bluesAnd why I had to fill the band tonightOoh, I told him about my dancing bluesDr. Philbert, I promised this ladyIf I can't dance, she's gonna break my noseHe said, easy nowCause I've got the antidoteAnd he said, cry toughThrow that girl on the floorHelp her up and watch her beg for moreCry tough, pull down your soulYou just need toJust need another shot of rock and rollJust need another shot of rock and rollTake it awayTake it awayTake it awayThat is a sign that the world will changeBaby, I'm aaviaThat is a lieDon't just stand there, walk awayBe all * and algumWell, I've been a cripple since they threw me in schoolUntil I caught this new kind of fluCalled a dancing feverAnd I had to have itCrazy Dr. Phil would encourage my habitAll this time he would devoteTill he discovered the antidoteAnd he saidTry tough on your protest tooYou were born to be a dancing foolTry tough, pull down your soulYou just need another shotRock and rollRock and rollYeah, just need another shotOf rock and rollLook outOw!You're out of work****MusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicMusicWe'll see you next time..