Lirik Lagu Dance Little Rude Boy - Ian Dury And The Blockheads
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Hey!With your natty threads and your nifty dreadsAnd your Dagenham royal swaggerWith your tricky spiels and your Cuban heelsAnd the face of a carpet-bagger
With your sweet cologne and your mobile phoneAnd the moves of a desperadoYou will cut a swathe on your gangster's latheAnd an overdose of bravado
We see your double hip to the trippy tipAnd your searching every quarterYou can throw more shapes than a jackanapesTo someone's lovely daughter
So dance little rude boy, danceDance little rude boy, danceDance little rude boy, danceYou've got to know something
Drive me to distractionDrive me really madDrive me to the actionTake me one more tad
Drive me to the west wingDrive me to the rightDrive me to the best thingThat has happened to me all night
Hey!You turned up trumps in your purple pumpsAnd a little bit of made to measureWith your shiny frock and your yellow socksYou're addressing it to your pleasure
With an urchin crop and a skimpy topYou've got to have a good thing goingWith your lazy grace and your crazy faceWho cares if your slip is showing?
Now we can see you're hip to the mother shipWhen you pop into the north horizonYou're the one who's having all the funWith everybody's eyes on
So dance little rude girl, danceDance little rude girl, danceDance little rude girl, danceYou've got to know something
Make me go bananasMake me feel so rightTake me to NavanaAnd leave me there all night
Make me hit the ceilingSend me round the bendTake me back to EalingWhen the evening ends
With your natty threads and your nifty dreadsAnd your Dagenham royal swaggerWith your tricky spiels and your Cuban heelsAnd the face of a carpet-bagger
With your sweet cologne and your mobile phoneAnd th
With your sweet cologne and your mobile phoneAnd the moves of a desperadoYou will cut a swathe on your gangster's latheAnd an overdose of bravado
We see your double hip to the trippy tipAnd your searching every quarterYou can throw more shapes than a jackanapesTo someone's lovely daughter
So dance little rude boy, danceDance little rude boy, danceDance little rude boy, danceYou've got to know something
Drive me to distractionDrive me really madDrive me to the actionTake me one more tad
Drive me to the west wingDrive me to the rightDrive me to the best thingThat has happened to me all night
Hey!You turned up trumps in your purple pumpsAnd a little bit of made to measureWith your shiny frock and your yellow socksYou're addressing it to your pleasure
With an urchin crop and a skimpy topYou've got to have a good thing goingWith your lazy grace and your crazy faceWho cares if your slip is showing?
Now we can see you're hip to the mother shipWhen you pop into the north horizonYou're the one who's having all the funWith everybody's eyes on
So dance little rude girl, danceDance little rude girl, danceDance little rude girl, danceYou've got to know something
Make me go bananasMake me feel so rightTake me to NavanaAnd leave me there all night
Make me hit the ceilingSend me round the bendTake me back to EalingWhen the evening ends
With your natty threads and your nifty dreadsAnd your Dagenham royal swaggerWith your tricky spiels and your Cuban heelsAnd the face of a carpet-bagger
With your sweet cologne and your mobile phoneAnd th
