John Hiatt - The Negroes Were Dancing Lyrics
Little lover sittin' in the corner with a former member of the jetsHe would write a letter to the editor about the little holes in her dressShe said oh, I'm so boredShe said oh, tell me more She popped him on the dick until he got a little bigger then she just blew upShe grabbed him by the liver put his hands on her hips, said push my luckHe said Oh, I'm so scaredShe said Oh, I don't care CHORUS:Just then the negros were dancingJust then backup singers backed upJust then the beat was entrancin'Just then the negros were dancin' A former member lit a cigarette said I bet you never get too muchLittle lover hit him on the shoulder, said you ???? I touchHe said Oh, I confessShe said Oh, I'm not impressed They gathered up all the fingerprints and put splints on all the broken bonesA former member lover to discover seven more overtonesHe said oh, my dearShe said oh, touch me here REPEAT CHORUS TWICE