Lyric I Can t Dance

Hot sun beating down
burning my feet just walking around.

Hot sun making me sweat
Gators getting close, hasn t got me yet

I can t dance, I can t talk.
The only thing about me is the way I walk.
I can t dance, I can t sing
I m just standing here selling everything.

Blue jeans sitting ont he beach,
her dog s talking to me, but she s out of reach.

She s got a body under that shirt,
but all she wants to do is rub my face in the dirt.

Cos, I can t dance, I can t talk.
The only thing about me is the way I walk.
No, I can t dance, I can t sing
I m just standing here selling.

And checking everything is in place,
you never know who s looking on.

Young punk spilling beer on my shoes,
fat guy s talking to me trying to steal my blues.

Thick smoke, see her smiling through.
I never thought so much could happen just shooting pool.

But I can t dance, I can t talk.
The only thing about me is the way I walk.
I can t dance, I can t sing
I m just standing here selling

And checking everything is in place
You never know who s looking on
A perfect body with a perfect face