(G.Stapleton) Predominantly percussive prone, she's basically bereft Of any sense of melody it's the beat that she likes best. Trying to keep a straight face while the singer shakes his a** She's wondering if it's natural or he learned to be that cra** But if it's got beat - and you can dance If it's got beat - beat me But if it's got beat - and you can dance If it's got beat - beat me Into submission Standing on the dance floor like some tribal cinderella She ain't looking for a woman, she ain't lookin' for a fella If the music keeps on playing she'll be dancing till she dies But the clown that's playing D.J. doesn't seem to realise... But if it's got beat - and you can dance If it's got beat - beat me But if it's got beat - and you can dance If it's got beat - beat me Into submission Well it all amounts to nothing all the words in all the songs if the rhythm doesn't make it, then everything is wrong! If it's got beat - and you can dance If it's got beat - beat me But if it's got beat - and you can dance If it's got beat - beat me Into submission