Well this music and you can choose it
It's just a matter of taste you say
But don't abuse it or institute it
This could be another craze of the day
A twelve bar blues it or disco music
It doesn't matter 'cause it's all the same
A symphony-a, just lend an ear
A simple tune sure sticks in the brain
Hey, hey, boys
Put me on the hit line tonight
Hey, hey, boys
Don't you think it's my turn, that's right
Hey, hey, boys
Put me on the hit line tonight
Hey, hey, boys
Don't you think it's my turn, that's right
A twenty-four track, no mono flashback
Just got to get your down on tape
Computer remix, you got me transfixed
I sometimes feel I've been audibly raped
The dancing people, they go 'beep beeple'
You got me moving so I can't set down
The Watusi, well, maybe could be
The hottest thing to ever hit this town
Hey, hey, boys
Put me on the hit line tonight
Hey, hey, boys
Don't you think it's my turn, that's right
Hey, hey, boys
Put me on the hit line tonight
Hey, hey, boys
Don't you think it's my turn, that's right
Keep it simple
It's down to the beat
Another cliché
Just makes the song complete
Win or lose
It's on production line
Carbon copies
Singing the same old rhymes
Hey, boys
Put me on the hit line tonight
Hey, hey, boys
Don't you think it's my turn, that's right
Hey, hey, boys
Put me on the hit line tonight
Hey, hey, boys
Don't you think it's my turn, that's right
Hey, hey, boys
Put me on the hit line tonight
Hey, hey, boys
Don't you think it's my turn, that's right
Hey, hey, boys
Put me on the hit line tonight
Hey, hey, boys
Don't you think it's
My, my, my, my, my turn, that's right
Hey, hey, boys
Put me on the hit line tonight
Hey, hey, boys
Don't you think it's my turn, that's right