@migu music@

One hundred and twenty five

Beats to, beats to the minute

One hundred and twenty five

You get the notion with the motion

Then you're out on the floor

Fahrenheit, one hundred and two

Centigrade, it's getting to you

Your heart is beating, eight to the bar

You can't control it so you hold it

Then you're out on the floor

On the floor

You feel it coming to ya

On the floor

You know it's getting through ya

On the floor

You can't control the feeling

Let it go

See the faces passing

Smile in time

See the faces passing

All in line

You say, hey, can I take you home tonight?

But she knows that you're throwin' a line

She's heard it before, she'll hear it again

It's the same pitch every time

Change your line of patter

Make her laugh, not at her

Change your line of patter

Make her laugh, not at her

She tells you her friend wants to say hello

But say that you don't want to know

It's her that you're throwing your glances to

Her that you want to know

Don't let her stray it's a Saturday night

The boys are after trouble, you're in for a fight

One hundred and twenty five

Beats to, beats to the minute

One hundred and twenty five

You get the motion with the notion

Then you're out on the floor

Fahrenheit, one hundred and two

Centigrade, it's getting to you

Your heart is beating, eight to the bar

You can't control it so you hold it

Then you're out on the floor

Reggae, reggae, reggae, reggae

See the faces passing, smile in time

She says if you're lookin' to take her home

Well, I'd better not be in late

But the look on her face

And the smile in her eyes say

Baby I'm gonna wait

See the faces swimming, hear the music dimming

Well, I'm all danced out, I'm all done in

And I'm starting to talk out of tune

We can go on a ride, we can jump in a boat

We can dance by the light of the moon

One hundred and twenty five

Beats to, beats to the minute