Two Left Feet by Clue Lyrics
[Verse 1: Clue]
Well it's Saturday night, hating the vibe
You know I’m the type to spend the night off to the side tryna call a ride
I might be out of my mind, what was I thinking?
When I pulled out twenty bucks to the guy for my entry
That's why I’m now sipping on Dry and trying just to buy
A nice drink to supply the girl next to me
She’s a little out of my league, I better let it be
But think she caught me making the eyes, that's my levity
Says that she’s had a few stressed weeks
Wants to dance but I’m doing it on two left feet
In a trance and I'm feeling defeat but then see
She grabs my hand and I wiggle for the two next beats
I feel all g, then everybody’s staring at me
I guess no one's seen a guy who dances this terribly
We in short supply, but now it's easy to see
I can’t dance but just give me a beat
And we’ll see
[Hook: Bruce Hathcock]
Look me in the eyes on the dance floor
Should I move fast or should I move slow?
I must be good 'cause she can’t let go
'Cause she’s got eyes for, only got eyes for me
Look me in the eyes on the dance floor
Should I move fast or should I move slow?
I must be good cause she can’t let go
'Cause she’s got eyes for, only got eyes for me
[Verse 2]
I guess she's loving it, saying that I’m handsome
Kick it like Elaine when I’m dancing
Still I got this girl going mmm, boppin' like it’s Hanson
Drop it like i'ts hotter than a sandstorm
Think I’m looking fine with the moves I’m in time, with the tune
But I’m grabbed from behind with the heimlich manoeuvre
Start yelling that I’m fine thinking that i’m turning blue, I
Ain’t holding in the wine, well now I nearly thew up
Pick myself up of the ground and dust dirt off my shirt
Start feeling around to make sure nothing's hurt
I lock eyes with the bride of my desires
Highly tired, only damage is my pride
And I manage to break my stare for just a second
Something rare that's grabbing my attention
Just as my plans fall through, like I’m ready to leave
The worst dance floor moves that I’ve ever seen
And she’s
[Hook: Bruce Hathcock]
Look me in the eyes on the dance floor
Should I move fast or should I move slow?
I must be good 'cause she can’t let go
'Cause she’s got eyes for, only got eyes for me
Look me in the eyes on the dance floor
Should I move fast or should I move slow?
I must be good 'cause she can’t let go
'Cause she’s got eyes for, only got eyes for me
Well it's Saturday night, hating the vibe
You know I’m the type to spend the night off to the side tryna call a ride
I might be out of my mind, what was I thinking?
When I pulled out twenty bucks to the guy for my entry
That's why I’m now sipping on Dry and trying just to buy
A nice drink to supply the girl next to me
She’s a little out of my league, I better let it be
But think she caught me making the eyes, that's my levity
Says that she’s had a few stressed weeks
Wants to dance but I’m doing it on two left feet
In a trance and I'm feeling defeat but then see
She grabs my hand and I wiggle for the two next beats
I feel all g, then everybody’s staring at me
I guess no one's seen a guy who dances this terribly
We in short supply, but now it's easy to see
I can’t dance but just give me a beat
And we’ll see
[Hook: Bruce Hathcock]
Look me in the eyes on the dance floor
Should I move fast or should I move slow?
I must be good 'cause she can’t let go
'Cause she’s got eyes for, only got eyes for me
Look me in the eyes on the dance floor
Should I move fast or should I move slow?
I must be good cause she can’t let go
'Cause she’s got eyes for, only got eyes for me
[Verse 2]
I guess she's loving it, saying that I’m handsome
Kick it like Elaine when I’m dancing
Still I got this girl going mmm, boppin' like it’s Hanson
Drop it like i'ts hotter than a sandstorm
Think I’m looking fine with the moves I’m in time, with the tune
But I’m grabbed from behind with the heimlich manoeuvre
Start yelling that I’m fine thinking that i’m turning blue, I
Ain’t holding in the wine, well now I nearly thew up
Pick myself up of the ground and dust dirt off my shirt
Start feeling around to make sure nothing's hurt
I lock eyes with the bride of my desires
Highly tired, only damage is my pride
And I manage to break my stare for just a second
Something rare that's grabbing my attention
Just as my plans fall through, like I’m ready to leave
The worst dance floor moves that I’ve ever seen
And she’s
[Hook: Bruce Hathcock]
Look me in the eyes on the dance floor
Should I move fast or should I move slow?
I must be good 'cause she can’t let go
'Cause she’s got eyes for, only got eyes for me
Look me in the eyes on the dance floor
Should I move fast or should I move slow?
I must be good 'cause she can’t let go
'Cause she’s got eyes for, only got eyes for me