Lyrics - Paroles de chansons

We're doing alright
A little jiving on a saturday night
Come what may
Gonna dance the day away

Jenny was sweet
She always smile for the people she meet
On trouble and strife
She had another way of looking at life

The news is blue
It has it's own way to get to you
What can I do?
I'll never remember my time with you

So pick up your feet
Got to move to the trick of the beat
There is no elite
Just take your place in the driver's seat.