When we go out dancing on a friday night,
I get this funny feeling somethings not quite right,
My sense of rhythm isn't incontrovertibly shite,
I can't fake it

I can see the pity in your big brown eyes,
The perpetrator lies between my back and my thighs,
It doesn't want to wiggle though I try try try
I can't make it

I get the feeling that I look absurd,
I get the feeling that I look absurd - and it hurts

Couldn't walk the line inside the country scene,
And disco was a flop I'm sure no dancing queen,
Couldn't really qualify for breakdancing,
I just break it

Tried movin' my body to the latest hit,
Someone called the nurse thought I was havin' a fit,
I execute the moonwalk like I stepped in shit,
I can't take it

I get the feeling that I look absurd,
I get the feeling that I look absurd - and it hurts

I just can't shake it