I can't dance
To that rhythm that you're been playing
That style is over, sold out and dating
Dating back and, yo, what's up?
We used to shake it up, how dare you
Ever care to play that trash?
You better prepare to go away
No more tit for tat chat
'Cause I can't dance to that

I can't dance to the music you're playing
Stop, think it over and rewrite your tune
I can't dance to the music you're playing
You better get yourself together
You better do it soon

I need a rhythm to be hype and thumping
I want it hot like it's coming from an oven
I wanna be dancing and moving
Betty Boo on the mic and doing the business
So get with this
Doing this in the flesh, you just can't resist
From hoeing and going out every night
And Betty Boo's quite irritated, you're terminated
My mind's made up, can't be persuaded
It lacks a certain punch, that certain edge
Betty Boo's the best thing since sliced bread
I've had enough, yes, I wanna cut so
Take your crusty beats with you and dust
'Cause lately you ain't been up to scratch
And I can't dance to that

I can't dance to the music you're playing
Stop, think it over and rewrite your tune
I can't dance to the music you're playing
You better get yourself together
You better do it soon

Boogie
Came to your door, said you were busy
You had a visit from your aunt Lizzy
So what we did was we postponed our dope beat session
'Til she'd flown home
So I thought I'd practice all by myself
But I realized I'd left my lyrics file on your shelf
I couldn't believe at what I found
Saw you and aunt Lizzy getting on down
You can't imagine at what I saw
It wasn't aunt OLizzy but a cheap dumb broad
That was the last straw, wouldn't take no more
Walked out the door, what could I stay for?
He lied, but never tried
More interested in a bit on the side
But never mind, I've got better things to do so
All my best wishes, from Betty Boo

I can't dance to the music you're playing
Stop, think it over and rewrite your tune
I can't dance to the music you're playing
You better get yourself together
You better do it soon

I can't dance to the music you're playing (I can't dance, no, baby)
Stop, think it over and rewrite your tune (I can't dance to the music, oh no)
I can't dance to the music you're playing (I can't dance, no, baby)
You better get yourself together
You better do it soon

I can't dance to that

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Writer(s): Alison Clarkson, Debbie Dean, Deke Richards, Manda Glanfield, Paul Carter, Richard Walmsley, Stephen Carter