When the summer gets hot,
And you can't find a shady spot
to sit and relax a while.
You got the traffic tuned in
the spot of your brain.
That's been hiding out since
Buddy Holly bent out of style.
You've got to do something,
Befor you get crazy.
Waiting all day for the sun to go down.
To give this fat boy some relief.
(Chorus)
We're going to go dancing,
Dancing in the street.
We're going to have a good time,
Dancing in the street.
Forget about tomorrow.
Let it come Dancing in the street.
Up on the boardwalk,
Dancing in the street.
Loose Change,
Stick it in the jukebox.
Turn up the music,
So you can hear it on de boardwalk.
You can find me and my mama.
Dancing in the cool of the evening night.
Hip high,
At the hot dog stand.
I'm feeling so good, They're going to find me guilty.
Got some junk food to keep the boy down.
I'm eat up that rock and roll sound.