So don't hang yourself, with a celibate rope
Girls are fakin' goodness sakin'
You look at the girl and your heart starts thumpin'
Some girls are sadistic, materialistic
In five days from now he's gonna marry
No fine girls just ugly faces
Is to become a monk and leave the situation
'Cause in the ceremony you'll be the best man
Music comes on people start to dance
But you're standing on the wall like you was Poindexter
Everything you have is yours and not stolen
A girl runs up with somethin' to prove
Says she wants to dance 'cause she likes to groove
Theater gets dark just to start the show
But every dark tunnel has a light of hope
And roll to the church in your new tuxedo
So come on fatso and just bust a move
So you start thinkin' then you start blinking
Lookin' for love in all the wrong places
Your movie's showin', so you're goin'
He's hopin' you can make it there if you can
Got no money and you got no car
Could care less about the five you're blowin'
The bride walks down just to start the wedding
She thinks your kinda cute so she winks back
Lookin' for a man makes them opportunistic
She's dressed in yellow, she says
So a brother with the money can be their man
Tryin' to do what those ladies tell us
Okay smarty go to a party
Then you try to make a move and she says, “No way”
Someone could cure your lonely condition
A girl starts walking guys start gawking
Now you know what to do just bust a move
Songwriters: Matt Dike, Marvin Young
Reception's jumpin' faces pumpin'
The bridesmaid looks and thinks that you're winking
Sits down next to you and starts talking
So don't just stand there bust a move
They want the man who brings home the bacon
Says she wants to dance to a different groove
Then you got no women and there you are
Food they're serving, you're stone-cold munchin'
Guys tell jokes so they can seem witty
Girls are scantily clad and showin' body
Next days function high class luncheon
You run over there without a second to lose
This here's a jam for all the fellas
Then ya spot a fine woman sittin' in your row
They're lyin' on a beach perpetrating a tan
A chick walks by you wish you could sex her
Get shot down 'cause ya over-zealous
Your best friend Harry has a brother Larry
And there's one more girl you won't be getting
Play hard to get females get jealous
Some frustration first inclination
“Hello, come sit next to me you fine fellow”
You're on a mission and your wishin'
And what comes next hey bust a move
But then you ate so much you nearly split your pants
In this city ladies look pretty
And now your feelin' really firm 'cause the girl is stacked
Publisher: BUGHOUSE
So on the beach you're strollin' real high rollin'
You say neat-O, check your libido
Tell a funny joke just to get some play