I saw you standing by the door
I hope that you were waiting for
Someone who could cross the floor like I could

And all the patrons walk in twos
Well I was hopin' you would choose
To put on different dancin' shoes like I could
Well you know I could...

Can you move it to the leftCan you cha cha cha?
Can you move it to the rightCan you cha cha cha?
Can you move it to the leftCan you cha cha cha?
Can you moveCan you cha cha cha?

The dancers here, they swing and shout
They think they know what it's all about
Soon they'll all be stepping out like we do

Well, they ""Soul Step"" now, but just you wait
They'll all be dancing to that different gait
They can't help but appreciate what we do
Oh La La Like we do!

We can move to the left we can cha cha cha
We can move to the right we can cha cha cha
We can move to the left we can cha cha cha
We can move we can cha cha cha

Can you move it to the leftCan you cha cha cha?
Can you move it to the right Can you cha cha cha?
Can you move it to the left Can you cha cha cha?
Well can you move it Can you cha cha cha?

You can do it, you can do it
There is really nothing to it
If you want to dance, apply it
Maybe someone rich will buy it
Spicks and Wops will know the lingo
But you'll learn their dance, ""By Jingo""!
Dyed and tinted Bowie Stars can ""Cha Cha"" all the way to Mars!

Oh how happy we will be
Just moving to the rhythm like the coconut trees
Come on everybody, ""Go native!"" with me
Let's do the dance that's H I P
H I P Hip hip hooray!

Well the ""Chicken"" died from overlay
The ""Penguin's"" waddled quite away
The ""Robots"" rust in stiff decay
But we don't!

The limp wrist ""Bump"" has lost its thrill
As ""Cross Steps"" write out their last will
They've hobbled over their last hill
But we don't!
Because we won't!

(Chorus)

Copyright: Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): KRISTIAN ROBERT HOFFMAN