Just Dance Kids Soundtrack Lyrics
The Jackson 5 - ABC
A buh-buh buh buh-buh
A buh-buh buh buh-buh
You went to school to learn, girl
Things you never, never knew before
Like I before E except after C
And why two plus two makes four
Now, now, now, I'm gonna teach you
Teach you, teach you
All about love, dear
All about love
Sit yourself down, take a seat
All you gotta do is repeat after me
ABC
Easy as
One, two, three
Or simple as
Do re mi
ABC, one, two, three, baby, you and me girl
ABC
Easy as
One, two, three
Or simple as
Do re mi
ABC, one, two, three, baby, you and me
Come on, let me love you just a little bit
Come on, let me love you just a little bit
I'm a going to teach how to sing it out
Come on, come on, come on
Let me show you what it's all about
Reading, writing and arithmetic
Are the branches of the learning tree
But without the roots of love every day, girl
Your education ain't complete
T-T-T-Teacher's gonna show you
Show you, show you
How to get an A
Nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah
Spell "me" "you"
Add the two
Listen to me baby, that's all you gotta do
Oh, ABC
As easy as
One, two, three
Or simple as
Do re mi
ABC, one, two, three, baby, you and me girl
ABC
It's easy
It's like counting up to three (One, two, three)
Sing a simple melody (Do re mi, ABC)
That's how easy love can be
Sit down, girl
I think I love you
No
Get up, girl
Show me what you can do
Shake it, shake it, baby, come on now
Shake it, shake it, baby, ooh ooh
Shake it shake it, baby, huh
One, two, three, baby, ooh ooh
ABC, baby, nah nah
Do re mi, baby, huh
That's how easy love can be
ABC, it's easy
It's like counting up to three (One, two, three)
Sing a simple melody (Do re mi, ABC)
That's how easy love can be
(I'm not gonna teach you how to sing it out)
Come on come on come on let me show you what it's all about
ABC, it's easy
It's like counting up to three (One, two, three)
Sing a simple melody (Do re mi, ABC)
That's how easy love can be
(I'm not gonna teach you how to sing it out)
Sing it out, sing it, sing it, sing it
Oh baby, ABC, it's easy
It's like counting up to three (One, two, three)
Sing a simple melody (Do re mi, ABC)
That's how easy love can be
Writer: Berry Gordy, Dennis Lussier, Alphonzo Mizell, Freddie Perren
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Smash Mouth - All Star
Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an "L" on her forehead
Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do, so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the back streets?
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow
Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play
Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold
It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
You're bundled up now, wait 'til you get older
But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
The ice we skate is getting pretty thin
The water's getting warm so you might as well swim
My world's on fire, how about yours?
That's the way I like it and I'll never get bored
Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play
Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show on, get paid
All that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold
(Go for the moon)
(Go for the moon)
(Go for the moon)
(Go, go, go for the moon)
Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play
Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show, on get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars
Somebody once asked could I spare some change for gas?
I need to get myself away from this place
I said, "Yup" what a concept
I could use a little fuel myself
And we could all use a little change
Well, the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do, so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the back streets?
You'll never know if you don't go (go!)
You'll never shine if you don't glow
Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play
Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold
Writer: Gregory Dean Camp
Copyright: Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Just Dance Kids - Alphabet Song
One, two, three, four
A, B, C, D, E, F, G
H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P
Q, R, S, T, U, V
W, X, Y and Z
Now I know my ABCs
Won't you come and play with me?
A, B, C, D, E, F, G
H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P
Q, R, S, T, U, V
W, X, Y and Z
Now I know my ABCs
Won't you come and play with me?
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Just Dance Kids - Ants Go Marching
One, two, three, four
The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching one by one
The little one stops to suck his thumb
And they all go marching down
The ants go marching two by two, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching two by two, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching two by two
The little one stops to tie his shoe
And they all go marching down
The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah (Hurrah, hurrah)
The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah (Hurrah, hurrah)
The ants go marching three by three
The little one stops to climb a tree
And they all go marching down
The ants go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching four by four
The little one stops to shut the door
And they all go marching down
And they all go marching down
And they all go marching down
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Ace of Base - Beautiful Life
You can do what you want just seize the day
What youre doing tomorrows gonna
Come your way
Dont you ever consider giving up,
You will find, oooh
Its a beautiful life, oooh
Its a beautiful life, oooh
Its a beautiful life, oooh
I just wanna be here beside you
And stay until the break of dawn
Take a walk in the park when you feel down
Theres so many things there
Thats gonna lift you up
See the nature in bloom a laughing child
Such a dream, oooh
Its a beautiful life, oooh...
I just wanna be here beside you
I just wanna be here beside you
And stay until the break of dawn
Youre looking for somewhere to belong
Youre standing all alone
For someone to guide you on your way
Now and forever
Its a beautiful life, oooh...
I just wanna be anybody
Were living in different ways
Its a beautiful life
Im gonna take you to a place Ive never been
Before o yeah
Its a beautiful life
Im gonna take you in my arms and fly away
With you tonight
Its a beautiful life, oooh...
Writer: JOHN BALLARD, JONAS BERGGREN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Just Dance Kids - Bingo
There was a farmer had a dog
And Bingo was his name-o
B-I-N-G-O
B-I-N-G-O
B-I-N-G-O
And Bingo was his name-o
There was a farmer had a dog
And Bingo was his name-o
(clap)-I-N-G-O
(clap)-I-N-G-O
(clap)-I-N-G-O
And Bingo was his name-o
There was a farmer had a dog
And Bingo was his name-o
(clap)-(clap)-N-G-O
(clap)-(clap)-N-G-O
(clap)-(clap)-N-G-O
And Bingo was his name-o
There was a farmer had a dog
And Bingo was his name-o
(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-G-O
(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-G-O
(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-G-O
And Bingo was his name-o
There was a farmer had a dog
And Bingo was his name-o
(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-O
(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-O
(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-O
And Bingo was his name-o
There was a farmer had a dog
And Bingo was his name-o
(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-(clap)
(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-(clap)
(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-(clap)-(clap)
And Bingo (Oh, yeah)
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
The Wiggles - Can You (Point Your Fingers and Do the Twist?)
Can you point your fingers and do the twist? The Wiggles can!
Can you point your fingers and do the twist?
Can you point your fingers and do the twist?
Well were gonna go up, then go down
Get back up and turn around
Can you point your fingers and do the twist?
Can you stand on one foot and shake your hands?
Can you stand on one foot and shake your hands?
Well were gonna go up, then go down
Get back up and turn around
Can you stand on one foot and shake your hands?
Can you point your fingers and do the twist?
Can you point your fingers and do the twist?
Well were gonna go up, then go down
Get back up and turn around
Can you point your fingers and do the twist?
Writer: MURRAY COOK, JEFFREY FATT, ANTHONY FIELD, GREG PAGE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Kool & the Gang - Celebration
Cherish
Kool & The Gang
Music & Lyrics : K. Bayyan - J. Taylor - Kool & The Gang
Let's take a walk together near the ocean shore
Hand in hand you and I
Let's cherish every moment we have been given
The time is passing by
I often pray before I lay down by your side
If you receive your calling before I awake
Could I make it through the night
Cherish the love we have
We should cherish the life we live
Cherish the love
Cherish the life
Cherish the love
Cherish the love we have
For as long as we both shall live
Cherish the love
Cherish the life
Cherish the love
The world is always changing
Nothing stays the same
But love will stand the test of time
The next life that we live in
Remains to be seen
Will you be by my side
I often pray before I lay down by your side
If you receive your calling before I awake
Could I make it through the night
Cherish the love we have
We should cherish the life we live
Cherish the love
Cherish the life
Cherish the love
Cherish the love we have
For as long as we both shall live
Cherish the love
Cherish the life
Cherish the love
Cherish the love
Cherish the life
Cherish the love we have
We should cherish the life we live
Cherish the love
Cherish the life
Cherish the love
Cherish the love we have
For as long as we both shall live
Cherish the love
Cherish the life
Cherish the love
Cherish the love we have
We should cherish the life we live
Cherish the love
Cherish the life
Cherish the love
Cherish the love we have
For as long as we both shall live
Cherish the love
Cherish the life
Cherish the love
Writer: Eumir Deodato, Robert Bell, Dennis Thomas, Earl Toon, Robert Mickens, James Taylor, George Brown, Claydes Smith, Ronald D. Bell
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Lipps Inc - Funkytown
Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me
Town to keep me movin'
Keep me groovin' with some energy
Well, I talk about it, talk about it
Talk about it, talk about it
Talk about, talk about
Talk about movin'
Gotta move on
Gotta move on
Gotta move on
Won't you take me to
Funkytown?
Won't you take me to
Funkytown?
Won't you take me to
Funkytown?
Won't you take me to
Funkytown?
Won't you take me to
Funkytown?
Won't you take me to
Funkytown?
Won't you take me to
Funkytown?
Won't you take me to
Funkytown?
Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me
Town to keep me movin'
Keep me groovin' with some energy
Well, I talk about it, talk about it
Talk about it, talk about it
Talk about, talk about
Talk about movin'
Gotta move on
Gotta move on
Gotta move on
Won't you take me to
Funkytown?
Won't you take me to
Funkytown?
Won't you take me to
Funkytown?
Won't you take me to
Funkytown?
Won't you take me to
To Funkytown?
Won't you take me now
To Funkytown?
Writer: Steve Greenberg
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Yo Gabba Gabba! - Get The Sillies Out
The sillies are crazy little creatures that live inside of us
And need to be shaken out
We're gonna have to jump, shake, and shimmy them out
So, come on, let's all do it together
Are you ready?
Ahhhh!
We've gotta jump, shake, shimmy them out
We've gotta jump, shake, shimmy them out
We've gotta jump (jump!), shake (shake!), shimmy them out
We've gotta jump, shake, shimmy them out
Let's get the sillies out
Get the sillies out
Let's get the sillies out
Get the sillies out
Let's get the sillies out
Get the sillies out
Let's get the sillies out
And that's what it's about
I saw some! I saw some!
I saw some, too!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
That's right! They're everywhere!
And the more you jump and shake, the more you wiggle them out
So, come on, let's get the sillies out!
We've gotta jump (jump!), shake (shake!), shimmy them out
We've gotta jump (jump!), shake (shake!), shimmy them out
We've gotta jump (jump!), shake (shake!), shimmy them out
We've gotta jump, shake, shimmy them out
Let's get the sillies out
Get the sillies out
Let's get the sillies out
Get the sillies out
Let's get the sillies out
Get the sillies out
Let's get the sillies out
And that's what it's about
[Cheering]
All right! You did it!
You got the sillies out!
Now, everyone, hold still for a picture!
(Cheese! Cheese! Cheese!)
Yes!
You did it!
You got all the sillies out!
Great job!
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
C+C Music Factory and Freedom Williams - Gonna Make You Sweat (Everybody Dance Now)
Everybody dance now
Everybody dance now
Give me the music
Give me the music
Everybody dance now
Everybody dance now
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Everybody dance now
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Everybody
Here is the dome, back with the bass
The jam is live in effect and I don't waste time
On the mic with a dope rhyme
Jump to the rhythm, jump, jump to the rhythm, jump
And I'm here to combine
Beats and lyrics to make your shake your pants
Take a chance, come on and dance
Guys, grab a girl, don't wait, make her twirl
It's your world and I'm just a squirrel
Tryin' to get a nut to move your butt
To the dance floor, so yo what's up
Hands in the air, come on, say "yeah"
Everybody over here, everybody over there
The crowd is live and I pursue this groove
Party people in the house
Move (let your mind)
Groove (put me on line)
Come on let's sweat, baby
Let the music take control
Let the rhythm move you
Sweat, sweat
Let the music take control
Let the rhythm move you
Everybody dance now
Everybody dance now
Everybody dance now
Pause, take a breath and go for yours
On my command now hit the dance floor
It's gonna make you sweat 'til you bleed
Is that dope enough? Indeed
I paid the price, to control the dice
I'm more precise, to the point I'm nice
The music takes control, your heart and soul
Unfold, your body is free and a whole
Dance till you can't, dance till you can't dance no more
Get on the floor and get raw
Then come back and upside down
Easy now, let me see ya
Move (let your mind)
Groove (put me on line)
The music is my life
Everybody dance now
Everybody dance now
Everybody dance now
Everybody
Come on let's sweat, baby
Let the music take control
Let the rhythm move you
Sweat, sweat
Let the music take control
Let the rhythm move you
Writer: Frederick Williams, Robert Clivilles
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Hampton the Hampster - The Hamster Dance Song
Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do
Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do (yeehaw)
Here we go
Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do
Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do
That's it
Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do
Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do
That's all there is to it
(Woo, woo)
(Woo, woo)
(Woo, woo)
(Woo, woo)
Alight, everybody, now here we go
It's a brand new version of the do-si-do
Just stomp your feet and clap your hands
Come on, everybody, it's the Hampsterdance
Bounce in time, to the beat
Hey, you don't even have to move your feet
Just shake your thing, let me see you move
Now spin around and feel the groove
Yeehaw!
Let's try it
Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do
Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do
You're catching on
Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do
Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do (yeehaw)
Terrific
(Woo, woo)
(Woo, woo)
(Woo, woo)
Come on, everybody
Clap your hands
Come on, everybody
It's the Hampsterdance
Come on, everybody
Clap-clap your hands
Come on, everybody
It's the Hampsterdance
(Woo, woo)
Here comes the music (yeehaw)
(Woo, woo)
(Woo, woo)
Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do
Di-de-di-da-di-de-do-do
Di-ba-di-de-do
Di-de-de-di-de-de-de-do-do-day-bi-di-do
(Hahahaha)
Writer: Anthony Grace, Paul Grace, Robert Deboer, Roger Miller
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Michael Buble - Haven't Met You Yet
I'm not surprised, not everything lasts
I've broken my heart so many times, I stopped keeping track
Talk myself in, I talk myself out
I get all worked up then I let myself down
I tried so very hard not to lose it
I came up with a million excuses
I thought I'd thought of every possibility
And I know some day that it'll all turn out
You'll make me work so we can work to work it out
And I promise you, kid, that I'll give so much more than I get, mm
I just haven't met you yet
Mm, mm, mm, mm
I might have to wait, I'll never give up
I guess it's half-timing and the other half's luck
Wherever you are, whenever it's right
You'll come out of nowhere and into my life
And I know that we can be so amazing
And baby, your love is gonna change me
And now I can see every possibility, mm
And somehow, I know that it'll all turn out
You'll make me work so we can work to work it out
And promise you, kid, I'll give so much more than I get, mm
I just haven't met you yet
They say all's fair
In love and war
But I won't need to fight it
We'll get it right and we'll be united
And I know that we can be so amazing
And being in your life is gonna change me
And now I can see every single possibility, mm
And someday, I know it'll all turn out
And I'll work to work it out
Promise you, kid, I'll give more than I get
Than I get, than I get, than I get
Oh, you know it'll all turn out
And you'll make me work so we can work to work it out
And promise you, kid, to give so much more than I get, yeah
I just haven't met you yet
I just haven't met you yet
Oh, promise you, kid, to give so much more than I get
(I said love, love, love, love, love, love, love)
I just haven't met you yet
(Love, love, love, love, love, love)
I just haven't met you yet
Writer: Alan Chang, Amy Skylark Foster, Michael Steven Buble
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Demi Lovato - Here We Go Again
I throw all of your stuff away
Then I clear you out of my head
I tear you out of my heart
And ignore all your messages
I tell everyone we are through
'Cause I'm so much better without you
But it's just another pretty lie
'Cause I break down
Every time you come around
Oh-oh oh-oh
So how did you get here
Under my skin?
I swore that I'd never let you back in
Should have known better
Than trying to let you go
'Cause here we go, go, go again
Hard as I try I know I can't quit
Something about you
Is so addictive
We're falling together
You'd think that by now I'd know
'Cause here we go, go, go again
You never know what you want
And you never say what you mean
But I start to go insane
Every time that you look at me
You only hear half of what I say
And you're always showing up too late
And I know that I should say goodbye
But it's no use
Can't be with or without you
Oh-oh oh-oh
So how did you get here
Under my skin?
I swore that I'd never let you back in
Should have known better
Than trying to let you go
'Cause here we go, go, go again
Hard as I try I know I can't quit
Something about you
Is so addictive
We're falling together
You'd think that by now I'd know
'Cause here we go, go, go again
Oh
And again (and again)
And again (and again)
And again
I threw all of your stuff away
And I cleared you out of my head
And I tore you out of my heart
Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh
So how did you get here
Under my skin?
I swore that I'd never let you back in
Should have known better
Than trying to let you go
'Cause here we go, go, go again
Hard as I try I know I can't quit
Something about you
Is so addictive
We're falling together
You'd think that by now I'd know
'Cause here we go, go
Here we go again
Here we go again
Should have known better
Than trying to let you go
'Cause here we go, go, go again
Again
And again and again and again and again
And again and again and again and again
And again and again and again and again
And again and again
Writer: Isaac Hasson, Lindy Robbins, Mher Filian
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Madonna - Holiday
Holiday
Celebrate
Holiday
Celebrate
If we took a holiday
Took some time to celebrate
Just one day out of life
It would be, it would be so nice
Everybody spread the word
We're gonna have a celebration
All across the world
In every nation
It's time for the good times
Forget about the bad times, oh yeah
One day to come together to release the pressure
We need a holiday
If we took a holiday
Took some time to celebrate (come on, let's celebrate)
Just one day out of life (holiday)
It would be, it would be so nice
You can turn this world around
And bring back all of those happy days
Put your troubles down
It's time to celebrate
Let love shine
And we will find
A way to come together, can make things better
We need a holiday
If we took a holiday (holiday)
Took some time to celebrate (celebrate)
Just one day out of life (just one day)
It would be, it would be so nice
Holiday
Celebrate
Holiday
Celebrate
If we took a holiday (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Took some time to celebrate (come on, let's celebrate)
Just one day out of life (holiday)
It would be, it would be so nice
Holiday (ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
Celebrate (come on, let's celebrate)
Holiday (just one day out of life)
Celebrate
Writer: Curtis Hudson, Lisa Stevens
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music, BMG Rights Management, Royalty Network, Spirit Music Group
Buster Poindexter - Hot Hot Hot
Ole ole - ole ole / Ole ole - ole ole
EE-Yessa Ha-ha
Ee-yes girls
Me mind on fire -- Me soul on fire -- Feeling hot hot hot
Party people -- All around me feeling hot hot hot
What to do - On a night like this
Music sweet - I can't resist
We need a party song - A fundamental jam
So we go rum-bum-bum-bum
Yeah we rum-bum-bum-bum
Feeling hot hot hot -- Feeling hot hot hot - oh Lord
(me la la la lum bum bum)
See people rocking -- Hear people chanting -- Feeling hot hot hot
Keep up this spirit -- Come on let's do it -- Feeling hot hot hot
It's in the air - Celebration time
Music sweet - captivate your mind
We have this party song - This fundamental jam
So we go rum-bum-bum-bum
Yeah we rum-bum-bum-bum
Feeling hot hot hot -- Feeling hot hot hot - Oh Lord
Ha-ha
Ole ole - ole ole / Ole ole - ole ole
Ole ole - ole ole / Ole ole - ole ole
EE-yes girls
People in the party - hot hot hot
People in the party - hot hot hot
They come to the party know what they got
They come to the party know what they got
I'm hot -- You're hot -- He's hot -- She's hot
I'm hot -- You're hot -- He's hot -- She's hot
(Real hot) -- (Real hot) -- (Real hot) -- (Real hot)H
a-ha-ha - Oh Lord
How you feeling? (Hot hot hot)
How you feeling? (Hot hot hot)
How you feeling? (Hot hot hot)
How you feeling? (Hot hot hot)
(Hot hot hot)(Hot hot hot)
(Hot hot hot)(Hot hot hot)
{repeat & fade}
Writer: Alphonsus Cassell
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
The Wiggles - Hot Potato
Hot potato, hot potato (hot potato, hot potato)
Hot potato, hot potato (hot potato, hot potato)
Hot potato, hot potato (potato), potato (potato)
Potato, potato, potato
Cold spaghetti, cold spaghetti (cold spaghetti, cold spaghetti)
Cold spaghetti, cold spaghetti (cold spaghetti, cold spaghetti)
Cold spaghetti, cold spaghetti (spaghetti), spaghetti (spaghetti)
Spaghetti, spaghetti, spaghetti
Whooo, wiggy wiggy wiggy
Whooo, wiggy wiggy wiggy
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, hoo
Whooo, wiggy wiggy wiggy
Whooo, wiggy wiggy wiggy
Gimme that, gimme that
Mashed banana, mashed banana (mashed banana, mashed banana)
Mashed banana, mashed banana (mashed banana, mashed banana)
Mashed banana, mashed banana (banana), banana (banana)
Banana, banana, banana
Whooo, wiggy wiggy wiggy
Whooo, wiggy wiggy wiggy
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, hoo
Whooo, wiggy wiggy wiggy
Whooo, wiggy wiggy wiggy
Gimme that, gimme that
Hot potato, hot potato (hot potato, hot potato)
Hot potato, hot potato (hot potato, hot potato)
Hot potato, hot potato (potato), potato (potato)
Potato, potato, potato
Whoo
Writer: Murray Cook, Jeffrey Fatt, Anthony Field, John Field, Greg Page
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Yo Gabba Gabba! - I Like To Dance
Hello, friends
Today, we're going to dance
So, everyone, get up
Come on, everyone, stand up
Because . .
It's time to dance!
Are you ready? (Yeah!)
Are you ready? (Yeah!)
Well! It's time to dance!
Go, go, go, Muno
Go, go, go, Muno
Go, go. Do the Muno
Go, go. Do the Muno
(I like to dance!)
Go, go, go, Toodee
Go, go, go, Toodee
Go, go. Do the Toodee
Go, go. Do the Toodee
(I like to dance!)
Go, go, go, Brobee
Go, go, go, Brobee
Go, go. Do the Brobee
Go, go. Do the Brobee
(I like to dance!)
Go, go, go, Foofa
Go, go, go, Foofa
Go, go. Do the Foofa
Go, go. Do the Foofa
(I like to dance!)
Go, go, go, Plex
Go, go, go, Plex
Go, go. Do the Plex
Go, go. Do the Plex
(I like to dance!)
Ladies and gentleman
I-i-introducing, introducing a dancer named Do It
D-D-Do It. Do It
Do It is in the house to dance
Go, go, go, Do It
Go, go, go, Do It
Go, go, go, Do It
Go, go, go, Do It
We like to dance!
Go, go, go, Do It
Go, go, go, Do It
Go, go, go, Do It
Go, go, go, Do It
We like to dance!
L-ladies and gentleman
L-l-ladies and gentleman
Introducing, introducing
D-D-D-DJ Lance Rock is in the house to dance
Go, go, DJ Lance
Go, go, DJ Lance
Go, go, DJ Lance
Yes, go, DJ Lance
Go, go, DJ Lance
Go, go, DJ Lance
Go, go, DJ Lance
Yes, go, DJ Lance
N-n-now it's time to end
[Cheering]
Yeah, that was so much fun!
Yeah!
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Fun Factory - I Wanna B With U
Check it out, check it out
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you, baby
Yeah baby
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you, baby
Yeah baby
I wanna be with you
(Me wanna be with you, yes, me wanna be with you) Uh-huh
I wanna be with you
(Me wanna be with you, yes, me wanna be with you) Oh yeah
I wanna be with you 'cause my love is true
There's so many things that I wanna do
I wanna be with you every night and day
Oh baby, oh baby, please stay
Oh yeah
Uh
What's up? What's wrong?
Don't stop lovin' me
'Cause my love is very deep
And I know what you need
What can I do to fulfill your dreams?
I wanna be with you, matter what you do
So, come give what I need
Hit it, hit it, get straight with it
'Cause when I see you, girl, you know, you make me go wicked
But back to the point, 'cause you know we keep movin'
I wanna be with you 'cause my heart is still groovin'
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you, baby
Yeah baby
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you, baby
Yeah baby
I wanna be with you
(Me wanna be with you, yes, me wanna be with you) Uh-huh
I wanna be with you
(Me wanna be with you, yes, me wanna be with you) Oh yeah
I wanna be with you 'cause my love is true
There's so many things that I wanna do
I wanna be with you every night and day
Oh baby, oh baby, please stay
Oh yeah
Uh
Girlie girlie, tell me what you want from me
So deep in love, baby, can't you see?
I wanna hear some lovely words from you
Come baby, come say, "I wanna be with you"
I wanna be with you
Say, "I wanna be with you"
Say, "I wanna be with you"
Say, "I wanna be with you"
You wanna be with me, girl? Well just come here
The love I got will be right here
I wanna make you weak in every way
'Cause the love I give, you'll walk this way
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you, baby
Yeah baby
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you, baby
Yeah baby
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you, baby
Yeah baby
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you, baby
Yeah baby
I wanna be with you
Uh-huh
I wanna be with you
Oh yeah
I wanna be with you
Uh-huh
I wanna be with you
Oh yeah
Writer: Rodney Hardison, Toni Cottura, Zoltan Bender
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Just Dance Kids - If You're Happy and You Know It
If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands
If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands
If you're happy and you know it, then your face will surely show it
If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands.
If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet
If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet
If you're happy and you know it, then your face will surely show it
If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet.
If you're happy and you know it, shout "Hurray!"
If you're happy and you know it, shout "Hurray!"
If you're happy and you know it, then your face will surely show it
If you're happy and you know it, shout "Hurray!"
If you're happy and you know it, do all three
If you're happy and you know it, do all three
If you're happy and you know it, then your face will surely show it
If you're happy and you know it, do all three.
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Just Dance Kids - I've Been Working on The Railroad
I've been working on the railroad
All the livelong day
I've been working on the railroad
Just to pass the time away
Can't you hear the whistle blowing
Rise up so early in the morn
Can't you hear the captain shouting
Dinah, blow your horn
Dinah, won't you blow
Dinah, won't you blow
Dinah, won't you blow your horn
Dinah, won't you blow
Dinah, won't you blow
Dinah, won't you blow your horn
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah
Someone's in the kitchen I know
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah
Strumming on the old banjo, and singing
Fie, fi, fiddly i o
Fie, fi, fiddly i o
Fie, fi, fiddly i o
Strumming on the old banjo
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Kool & the Gang - Jungle Boogie
Get Down, Get Down
Get Down, Get Down
(6x)
Jungle Boogie
Jungle Boogie
(Get It On)
Jungle Boogie
Jungle Boogie
(Get It On)
Jungle Boogie
Jungle Boogie
Jungle Boogie
(Get Down With The Boogie)
Jungle Boogie
(Come & Shake It Around)
Jungle Boogie
(Help & Get Down)
Jungle Boogie
(Boogie Baby)
Jungle Boogie
(The Boogie)
Jungle Boogie
(Uhhuhuhhhu)
Jungle Boogie
(Get Down)
Jungle Boogie
(Get Boogie)
Jungle Boogie
(Let Me Jump In)
Jungle Boogie
(Down With The Boogie)
Get Down Get Down
Get Down Get Down
(10x)
Uh, Yea
Feel The Funk Ya'll
Let Me Feel The Load
Get Down With The Boogie
I'm Gonna Knock With The Jungle Boogie
Get Down
Get Down With The Boogie Say
Uhgh
Get Down Say Uhgh
Get Down Say Ugh
Till You Feel It Ya'll
Get Down Ya'll
Get Down
Get Funky Ya'll
With The Get Down
Writer: ROBERT BELL, RONALD BELL, RONALD NATHAN BELL, DONALD BOYCE, DONALD WESLEY BOYCE, GEORGE BROWN, ROBERT MICKENS, ROBERT SPIKE MICKENS, CLAYDES SMITH, DENNIS THOMAS, RICHARD WESTFIELD, RICHARD ALLEN WESTFIELD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Kim Wilde - Kids In America
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving
I can feel the heat but it's soothing, heading down
I search for the beat in this dirty town (downtown)
The young ones are going
(Downtown) the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights, the music gets faster
Look, boy, don't check on your watch, not another glance
I'm not leaving now, honey, not a chance
Hot-shot, give me no problems
Much later, baby, you'll be saying nevermind
You know life is cruel, life is never kind (kind hearts)
Don't make a new story
(Kind hearts) don't grab any glory
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round
La la la la-la la-la
La la la la-la la, sing
La la la la-la la-la
La la la la-la la
Come closer, honey, that's better
Got to get a brand-new experience, feeling right
Oh, don't try to stop, baby, hold me tight
Outside a new day is dawning
Outside suburbia's sprawling everywhere
I don't want to go, baby
New York to east California
There's a new wave coming, I warn ya
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody lives for the music-go-round
La la la la-la la-la
La la la la-la la, sing
La la la la-la la-la
La la la la-la la
We're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids in America
We're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids in America
We're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids in America
Writer: Marty Wilde, Ricky Wilde
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Carl Douglas - Kung Fu Fighting
Oh-hoh-hoh-hoah
Oh-hoh-hoh-hoah
Oh-hoh-hoh-hoah
Oh-hoh-hoh-hoah
[Chorus:]
Everybody was Kung Fu Fighting
Those kicks were fast as lightning
In fact, it was a little bit frightening
But they fought with expert timing
There was funky China men from funky Chinatown
They were trapping them up
They were trapping them down
It's an ancient Chinese art
And everybody knew their part
From a fainting, to a slip
And a kickin' from the hip
Everybody was Kung Fu fighting
Those kids were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit fright'ning
But they fought with expert timing
There was funky Billie Jim and little Sammy Chong
He said, here comes the big boss, let's get it on
We took the bow and made a stand
Started swaying with the hand
A sudden motion made me skip
Now we're into a brand new trip
Everybody was Kung Fu fighting
Those kids were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit fright'ning
But they did it with expert timing
Oh-hoh-hoh-hoh,ha
Oh-hoh-hoh-hoh,ha
Oh-hoh-hoh-hoh-ha
Keep on, keep on, keep on
Sure enough
Everybody was Kung Fu fighting
Those kids were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit fright'ning
Make sure you have expert timing
Kung Fu fighting, had to be fast as lightning...
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Los Del Rio - Macarena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegria Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegria y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegria, Macarena
Hey Macarena
Macarena tiene un novio que se llama
Que se llama de apellido Vitorino,
Que en la jura de bandera el muchacho
Se metio con dos amigos
Macarena tiene un novio que se llama
Que se llama de apellido Vitorino,
Y en la jura de bandera el muchacho
Se metio con dos amigos
Macarena sueqa con El Corte Ingles
Que se compra los modelos mas modernos
Le gustaria vivir en Nueva York
Y ligar un novio nuevo
Macarena sueqa con El Corte Ingles
Que se compra los modelos mas modernos
Le gustaria vivir en Nueva York
Y ligar un novio nuevo
Writer: Alexander Hernandez Delgado, Arbise Dejesus Gonzalez, Randy Malcom Martinez Amey, Antonio Romero Monge, Rafael Ruiz Perdigones
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Pilot - Magic
It's magic you know
Never believe it's not so
It's magic you know
Never believe it's not so
Never been awake
Never seen a day break
Leaning on my pillow in the morning
Lazy day in bed music in my head
Crazy music playing in the morning light
It's magic you know
Never believe it's not so
It's magic you know
Never believe it's not so
I love my sunny day
Dream of far away
Dreaming on my pillow in the morning
Never been awake
Never seen a day break
Leaning on my pillow in the morning light
It's magic you know
Never believe it's not so
It's magic you know
Never believe it's not so
It's magic you know
Never believe it's not so
It's magic you know
Never believe it's not so
Writer: David Paton, William Lyall
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Toni Basil - Mickey
Oh Mickey, you're so fine
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey
Hey Mickey
Oh Mickey, you're so fine
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey
Hey Mickey
Oh Mickey, you're so fine
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey
Hey Mickey
Oh Mickey, you're so fine
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey
Hey Mickey
You've been around all night and that's a little long
You think you've got the right but I think you've got it wrong
Why can't you say goodnight so you can take me home, Mickey?
'Cause when you say you will, it always means you won't
You're givin' me the chills, baby, please baby don't
Every night you still leave me all alone, Mickey
Oh Mickey, what a pity you don't understand
You take me by the heart when you take me by the hand
Oh Mickey, you're so pretty, can't you understand??
It's guys like you Mickey
Oh, what you do Mickey, do Mickey
Don't break my heart, Mickey
Hey Mickey
Now when you take me by the hooves everyone's gonna know
Every time you move I let a little more show
There's somethin' we can use, so don't say no, Mickey
So come on and give it to me any way you can
Any way you wanna do it, I'll take it like a man
Oh please, baby, please, don't leave me in a jam, Mickey
Oh Mickey, what a pity you don't understand
You take me by the heart when you take me by the hand
Oh Mickey, you're so pretty, can't you understand?
It's guys like you Mickey
Oh, what you do Mickey, do Mickey
Don't break my heart, Mickey
Oh Mickey, you're so fine
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey
Hey Mickey
Oh Mickey, you're so fine
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey
Hey Mickey
Oh Mickey, you're so fine
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey
Hey Mickey
Oh Mickey, you're so fine
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey
Oh Mickey, what a pity you don't understand
You take me by the heart when you take me by the hand
Oh Mickey, you're so pretty, can't you understand?
It's guys like you Mickey
Oh, what you do Mickey, do Mickey
Don't break my heart, Mickey
Oh Mickey, what a pity you don't understand
You take me by the heart when you take me by the hand
Oh Mickey, you're so pretty, can't you understand?
It's guys like you Mickey
Oh, what you do Mickey, do Mickey
Don't break my heart, Mickey
Oh Mickey, what a pity you don't understand
You take me by the heart when you take me by the hand
Oh Mickey, you're so pretty, can't you understand?
It's guys like you Mickey
Oh, what you do Mickey, do Mickey
Don't break my heart, Mickey
Oh Mickey, what a pity you don't understand
You take me by the heart when you take me by the hand
Oh Mickey, you're so pretty, can't you understand?
It's guys like you Mickey
Writer: Michael Donald Chapman, Nicholas Barry Chinn
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Hanson - Mmmbop
Oh
Oh
Oh oh oh
Yeah
You have so many relationships in this life
Only one or two will last
You go through all the pain and strife
Then you turn your back and they're gone so fast
Oh yeah
And they're gone so fast, yeah
Oh, so hold on the ones who really care
In the end they'll be the only ones there
And when you get old and start losing your hair
Can you tell me who will still care?
Can you tell me who will still care?
Oh care
Mmmbop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop
Ba du, oh yeah
Mmmbop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba du dop
Ba du bop, ba du dop
Ba du, yeah
Said oh yeah
In an mmmbop they're gone
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Plant a seed, plant a flower, plant a rose
You can plant any one of those
Keep planting to find out which one grows
It's a secret no one knows
It's a secret no one knows
Oh, no one knows
Mmmbop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop
Ba du, oh yeah
Mmmbop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba du dop
Ba du bop, ba du dop
Can you tell me? Oh
No, you can't 'cause you don't know
Can you tell me?
You say you can but you don't know
Can you tell me? Oh (which flower's going to grow?)
No, you can't 'cause you don't know
Can you tell me? (If it's going to be a daisy or a rose?)
You say you can but you don't know
Can you tell me? Oh (which flower's going to grow?)
No, you can't 'cause you don't know
Can you tell me?
You say you can but you don't know
Oh oh
You say you can but you don't know
You don't know, you don't know, oh
Mmmbop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop
Oh yeah
Mmmbop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba du dop
Ba du bop, ba du dop
Yeah
Writer: Isaac Hanson, Taylor Hanson, Zac Hanson
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
The Wiggles - The Monkey Dance
We're gonna do the monkey (oh oh ah ah oh oh ah ah)
Do the monkey (oh oh ah ah oh oh ah ah)
Monkey, Monkey (oh oh ah ah oh oh ah ah)
That's alright
Do the elephant (sound of elephant trumpeting)
Do the elephant (sound of elephant trumpeting)
Do the elephant (sound of elephant trumpeting)
That's alright
Jump to the front and the back (repeat monkey sound here)
Jump to the front and the back (repeat monkey sound here)
Come on and Jump to the front and the back (repeat monkey sound here)
Do the tiger (roar)
Do the tiger (roar)
Tiger, Tiger (roar)
That's alright
We're gonna do the monkey (oh oh ah ah oh oh ah ah)
Do the monkey (oh oh ah ah oh oh ah ah)
Do the elephant (sound of elephant trumpeting)
The tiger, tiger (roar, roar, roar)
Writer: ANTHONY FIELD, GREGORY PAGE, JEFFREY FATT, MURRAY COOK
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Selena Gomez & the Scene - Naturally
How you choose to express yourself
It's all your own and I can tell
It comes naturally, it comes naturally
You follow what you feel inside
It's intuitive you don't have to try
It comes naturally, mmm yeah, it comes naturally
And it takes my breath away
What you do so naturally
You are the thunder and I am the lightning
And I love the way you know who you are
And to me it's exciting
When you know it's meant to be
Everything comes naturally, it comes naturally
When you're with me, baby
Everything comes naturally, it comes naturally
Bay bay bay baby
You have a way of moving me
Your force of nature, your energy
It comes naturally (you know it does)
It comes naturally
And it takes my breath away
What you do, so naturally
You are the thunder and I am the lightning
And I love the way you know who you are
And to me it's exciting
When you know it's meant to be
Everything comes naturally, it comes naturally
When you're with me, baby
Everything comes naturally, it comes naturally
Bay bay bay baby
When we collide, sparks fly
When you look in my eyes, it takes my breath away
(You are) You are the thunder and I am the lightning
And I love the way you know who you are
And to me it's exciting
When you know it's meant to be
Everything comes naturally, it comes naturally
When you're with me, baby
Everything comes naturally, it comes naturally
Bay bay baby
Naturally, naturally, naturally
Everything baby comes naturally
Naturally, naturally, naturally
Bay bay baby
Writer: ANTONINA ARMATO, TIMOTHY JAMES, DEVRIM KARAOGLU
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Just Dance Kids - Old MacDonald Had a Farm
Old MacDonald had a farm, ee i ee i oh!
And on his farm he had some chicks, ee i ee i oh!
With a cluck-cluck here, and a cluck-cluck there
Here a cluck, there a cluck, everywhere a cluck-cluck
Old MacDonald had a farm, ee i ee i oh!
Old MacDonald had a farm, ee i ee i oh!
And on his farm he had some cows, ee i ee i oh!
With a moo-moo here, and a moo-moo there
Here a moo, there a moo, everywhere a moo-moo
Old MacDonald had a farm, ee i ee i oh!
Old MacDonald had a farm, ee i ee i oh!
And on his farm he had some pigs, ee i ee i oh!
With an oink-oink here, and an oink-oink there
Here an oink, there an oink, everywhere an oink-oink
Old MacDonald had a farm, ee i ee i oh!
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Justin Bieber - One Time
Me plus you, I'ma tell you one time
Me plus you, I'ma tell you one time
Me plus you, I'ma tell you one time
One time
One time
When I met you girl my heart went knock knock knock
Now them butterflies in my stomach won't stop stop
And even though it's a struggle love is all we got
So we gonna keep keep climbin' till the mountain top
Your world is my world
And my fight is your fight
My breath is your breath
And your heart (is my heart)
You're my one love
My one heart
My one life for sure
Let me tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you)
I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you)
And I'ma be your one guy
You'll be my number one girl always makin' time for you
I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you)
I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you)
You look so deep
You know that it humbles me
You're by my side and what troubles them don't trouble me
Many have called but the chosen is you
Whatever you want shawty I'll give it to you
Your world is my world
And my fight is your fight
My breath is your breath
And your heart (is my heart)
You're my one love
My one heart
My one life for sure
Let me tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you)
I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you)
And I'ma be your one guy
You'll be my number one girl always makin' time for you
I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you)
I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you)
Shawty right there
She's got everything I need and I'ma tell her one time
One time, one time
Give you everything you need down to my last dime
She makes me happy
I know where I'll be
Right by your side 'cause she is the one
For me
You're my one love
My one heart
My one life for sure
Let me tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you)
I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you)
And I'ma be your one guy
You'll be my number one girl always makin' time for you
I'ma me tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you)
I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you)
Me plus you, I'ma tell you one time
Me plus you, I'ma tell you one time
Me plus you, I'ma tell you one time
One time
One time
Writer: Christopher A. Stewart, Corron Cole, James Bunton, Thabiso Nkhereanye
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Yo Gabba Gabba! - Party In My Tummy
Dinner time, time to eat
Mmmmm, I'm gonna eat
Yeah
Yummy, yummy
Gonna eat, yeah
Yummy, yummy
Gonna eat, yeah
Yummy, yummy
Gonna eat, yeah
Yummy, yummy
Chicken (yeah)
In my tummy, party party
Yeah, in my tummy
Cheese (yeah)
In my tummy, party party
Yeah, in my tummy
Juice (yeah)
In my tummy
Yeah!!!!!
So there's a party in my tummy
(So yummy, so yummy)
Now there's a party in my tummy
(So yummy, so yummy)
Hey there's a party in my tummy
(So yummy, so yummy)
Now there's a party in my tummy
(So yummy, so yummy)
Yummy, yummy
Brobee: Why are you sad?
Food: We wanna go to the party, the party in your tummy
Brobee: Carrots wanna go to the party in my tummy?
Food: Yeah!
Brobee: Oh. Well, do green beans wanna go to the party in my tummy?
Food: Yeah!
Brobee: Well okay, let's gooooo!!!
Carrots (yeah)
In my tummy, party party
Yeah, in my tummy
Green beans (yeah)
In my tummy, party party
Yeah, in my tummy
There's a party in my tummy
(So yummy, so yummy)
Now there's a party in my tummy
(So yummy, so yummy)
Now there's a party in my tummy
(So yummy, so yummy)
So there's a party in my tummy
(So yummy, so yummy)
Now there's a party in my tummy
(So yummy, so yummy)
Now there's a party in my tummy
(So yummy, so yummy)
Yummy, yummy
I love the party in my tummy
Writer: RICHARD FALOMIR, CHRISTIAN JACOBS, SCOTT SCHULTZ, RICHARD TIMOTHY FALOMIR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Just Dance Kids - Pop Goes the Weasel
All around the cobbler's bench,
The monkey chased the weasel.
The monkey thought't was all in fun,
Pop! goes the weasel.
A penny for a spool of thread,
A penny for a needle.
That's the way the money goes,
Pop! goes the weasel.
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Metro Station - Shake It
Let's drop
Yeah, come on
Shake, shake
I'll take you home if you don't leave me at the front door
(Leave me at the front door)
Your body's cold but girl, we're gettin' so warm
And I was thinking of ways that I could get inside
(Get inside)
Tonight you're falling in love
Let me go now
This feeling's tearing me up
Here we go now
Now if she does it like this
Will you do it like that?
Now if she touches like this
Will you touch her right back?
Now if she moves like this
Will you move like that? Come on
Shake, shake, shake, shake, a-shake it
A-shake, shake, shake, shake, a-shake it
A-shake, shake, shake, shake, a-shake it
A-shake, shake, shake, shake, a-shake it
A-shake, shake, shake, shake, a-shake it
Your lips tremble but your eyes are in a straight stare
(In a straight stare)
We're on the bed but your clothes are laying right there
And I was thinking of places that I could hide
(That I could hide)
Tonight you're falling in love
Let me go now
This feeling's tearing me up
Here we go now
Now if she does it like this
Will you do it like that?
Now if she touches like this
Will you touch her right back?
Now if she moves like this
Will you move like that? Come on
Shake, shake, shake, shake, a-shake it
A-shake, shake, shake, shake, a-shake it
A-shake, shake, shake, shake, a-shake it
A-shake, shake, shake, shake, a-shake it
A-shake, shake, shake, shake, a-shake it
I saw you dancing
And I couldn't get you off my mind
I could tell that you could tell
That I was taking my time
But I was thinking of ways
To get you staying the night
Your body's shaking
Turn me on so I can turn off the lights
Now if she does it like this
Will you do it like that?
Now if she touches like this
Will you touch her right back?
Now if she moves like this
Will you move like that? Come on
Shake, shake, shake, shake, a-shake it
A-shake, shake, shake, shake, a-shake it
A-shake, shake, shake, shake, a-shake it
A-shake, shake, shake, shake, a-shake it
A-shake, shake, shake, shake, a-shake it
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake it
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake it
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake it
A-shake, shake, shake, shake, shake it
Writer: Mason Musso, Trace Cyrus, Timothy Blake Healy, Anthony Improgo
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Beach Boys - Surfin USA
If everybody had an ocean
Across the U.S.A.
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like Californ-I-A
You'd see 'em wearin' their baggies
Huarache sandals too
A bushy, bushy blonde hairdo
Surfin' U.S.A.
You'll catch 'em surfin' at Del Mar (inside, outside, U.S.A.)
Ventura County line (inside, outside, U.S.A.)
Santa Cruz and Trestles (inside, outside, U.S.A.)
Australia's Narrabeen (inside, outside, U.S.A.)
All over Manhattan (inside, outside, U.S.A.)
And down Doheny Way (inside, outside)
Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.
We'll all be plannin' out a route
We're gonna take real soon
We're waxin' down our surfboards
We can't wait for June
We'll all be gone for the summer
We're on surfari to stay
Tell the teacher we're surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.
At Haggerties and Swami's (inside, outside, U.S.A.)
Pacific Palisades (inside, outside, U.S.A.)
San Onofre and Sunset (inside, outside, U.S.A.)
Redondo Beach L.A. (inside, outside, U.S.A.)
All over La Jolla (inside, outside, U.S.A.)
At Waimea Bay (inside, outside, U.S.A.)
Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.
Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.
Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.
Everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.
Yeah, everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.
Yeah, everybody's gone surfin'
Surfin' U.S.A.
Writer: Chuck Berry
Copyright: Lyrics © OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP
Just Dance Kids - Wheels on the Bus
The wheels on the bus go
Round and round
Round and round
Round and round
The wheels on the bus go
Round and round
All through the town
The people on the bus go
Up and down
Up and down
Up and down
The people on the bus go
Up and down
All through the town
The driver on the bus says
Move on back
Move on back
Move on back
The driver on the bus says
Move on back
All through the town
The babies on the bus go
Whaa whaa whaa
Whaa whaa whaa
Whaa whaa whaa
The babies on the bus go
Whaa whaa whaa
All through the town
The mommies on the bus go
Shhh shhh shhh
Shhh shhh shhh
Shhh shhh shhh
The mommies on the bus go
Shhh shhh shhh
All through the town
The horn on the bus goes
Beep beep beep
Beep beep beep
Beep beep beep
The horn on the bus goes
Beep beep beep
All through the town
All through the town
All through the town
All through the town
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
James Milton Black - When The Saints Go Marching In
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
I wants to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Oh, when the sun refuse to shine
Oh, when the sun refuse to shine
I still wants to be in that number
When the sun refuse to shine
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
I'm going to sing as loud as thunder
Oh, when the saints go marching in
[Instrumental Break]
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Yes, I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
I still want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Baha Men - Who Let the Dogs Out
Who let the dogs out
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
When the party was nice, the party was jumpin' (Hey, Yippie, Yi, Yo)
And everybody havin' a ball (Hah, ho, Yippie Yi Yo)
I tell the fellas "start the name callin'" (Yippie Yi Yo)
And the girls report to the call
The poor dog show down
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
I see ya' little speed boat head up our coast
She really want to skip town
Get back off me, beast off me
Get back you flea infested monger
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
I'm gonna tell {Hey, Yippie, Yi, Yo}
To any girls calling them canine {Yippie, Yi, Yo}
Tell the dummy "Hey Man, It's part of the Party!" {Yippie Yi, Yo}
You fetch a women in front and her mans behind {Yippie, Yi, Yo}
Her bone runs out now
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Say, A doggy is nuttin' if he don't have a bone All dogy hold ya' bone, all doggy hold it
A doggy is nuttin' if he don't have a bone All dogy hold ya' bone, all doggy hold it
Wait for y'all my dogs, the party is on
I gotta get my girl I got my myind on
Do you see the rays comin' from my eye
What could you be friend
That Benji man that's breakin' them down?
Me and My white short shorts
And I can't seek a lot, any canine will do
I'm figurin' that's why they call me faithful
'Cause I'm the man of the land
When they see me they doah-ooooo(howl)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Writer: Anslem D Douglas, Osbert Leopold Gurley
Copyright: Lyrics © WYZ GIRL ENT. CONSULTING LLC, BMG Rights Management
Village People - YMCA
Young man, there's no need to feel down
I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground
I said, young man, 'cause you're in a new town
There's no need to be unhappy
Young man, there's a place you can go
I said, young man, when you're short on your dough
You can stay there, and I'm sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A
They have everything for young men to enjoy
You can hang out with all the boys
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A
You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal
You can do what ever you feel
Young man, are you listening to me?
I said, young man, what do you want to be?
I said, young man, you can make real your dreams
But you got to know this one thing
No man does it all by himself
I said, young man, put your pride on the shelf
And just go there, to the Y.M.C.A
I'm sure they can help you today
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A
They have everything for young men to enjoy
You can hang out with all the boys
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A
You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal
You can do what ever you feel
Young man, I was once in your shoes
I said, I was down and out with the blues
I felt no man cared if I were alive
I felt the whole world was so tight
That's when someone came up to me
And said, young man, take a walk up the street
It's a place there called the Y.M.C.A
They can start you back on your way
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A
They have everything for young men to enjoy
You can hang out with all the boys
Y.M.C.A, it's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A
Young man, young man, there's no need to feel down
Young man, young man, pick yourself off the ground
Y.M.C.A, you'll find it at the Y.M.C.A
No man, young man, does it all by himself
Young man, young man, put your pride on the shelf
Y.M.C.A and just go to the
Writer: Henri Belolo, Jacques Morali, Victor Edward Willis
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC