And what you feel,
the little lovers of dancing.
Like it's the ocean,
burning sky,
and nature's wild heart beat,
the right stuff.
It's a mountain high,
and it's liberty,
right stuff.
Country girls on the street,
and you're scheming some man.
Over your shoulders, the world out there.
You've got to know,
we've
got to go with,
boy, if they ain't with the dancing.
And nature's wild,
it's heart beat,
the right stuff.
It's a mountain high,
and it's liberty,
right stuff.
It's the queen of night,
lying on the moon, with a cold, freaky smile.
You've got to believe,
you don't win,
boy, if they ain't with the dancing.
And nature's wild,
it's heart beat,
the right stuff.
It's a mountain high,
and it's liberty,
right stuff.
Right stuff.
Right stuff.
Right stuff.
Right stuff.
Right stuff.
Right stuff.
Right stuff.
Right stuff.