Dance it out upon the stage Oh, then dance it out upon the page
work it, work it, Baby, don't give up
groove it out, groove it up
cause, Baby, you got moves that so twist it up
Sweat it out,Β Β bust it up n' then shout it out
tap your feet up n' down
n' I promise
I promise Baby, you'll tap that sadness upside down
in the streets in Hollywood
the traffic's crazy
in dat' hood just close your eyes n' do a dance
all you have to do is just take a chance....
Yeah, chance, chance, chance
n' dance, dance, dance
spin around to these hot sounds /to all these cats drumming beats
Choreography here
smiling with hats n' canes you tap across the stage
like Fred Astaire you walk on air
air, air, air ---
who cares if it's just the street
you're smiling now with dancing feet
Cause Baby, you got moves that twist it up
Work it, work it, work it --
Baby, you just shine n' don't give up.
This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws
Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright
Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove December 17th, 2015
This is for all the struggling writers/artists that I've met, and love.