Ten little indians standin' in a row

all dressed up but nowhere to go
Lookin' for a target
lookin' for a man

Just get me out of here

it's not the place my mind's been thinkin' on
Just push me out again

it's no use hangin' 'round or hangin' on

Seven little indians standin' in a row

The compere walks on the stage and he says:
Sing it Girls
- okay
But the band's not good and the song don't cut it
Tust get me out for here

it's not the place my mind's been thinkin' on
Hangin' on

Come on
let's go tonight

we gotta brand-new way to celebrate it
Oh
I got this rage to love
Baby
it's so right
and if you feel it

Great! Dedicate it Oh
I got this rage to love

Three little indians cryin' in their make-up

Nobody stops and nobody cares
Just get me out of here

it's not the place my mind's been thinkin' on
Hangin' on
Come on
let's go tonight

we gotta brand-new way to celebrate it

Come on
let's go tonight

we gotta brand-new way to celebrate it
Oh
it's just this age to
oh

I got this rage to love
I got this rage to love
I got

I got
I got
I got
I got

I got this rage to love