I just don't care about the evening news
I never listened to the Crackhouse Blues
They say the city is the place to be
I wanna dance with Emily


Everybody come around the window shop
I guess they've never seen the moves I got
I wanna be with what the people see
I wanna dance with Emily


Emily sweet baby, won't you be my wife?
Cutting me wide open with a kitchen knife
Everybody said that she is underage
Honkey tried to shoot me with a seven gage

Now I got the cookies that your mama sent
I got permission from the government
Someone should mention to the minister
Now I gotta dance with Jennifer

Jenny's got a mouth so full of pigeon scum
On top a mountain made of bubble gum
Don't understand what all that grief is for
Now I gotta dance with Eleanor

Eleanor I wonder if we move too slow
Straight down the hatch beneath the street lights glow
Baby, when I get you on that Persian rug
That's the kind of movies I've been dreaming of 
Ow, ow!

I tell you something that you think I'd know
I got two tickets to the sold out show
Some of the fellows like to think I’m Greek
I wanna love you maybe three days a week

I just don't care about the evening news
I never listened to the Crackhouse Blues
They say the city is the place to be
I wanna dance with Emily
I wanna dance with Emily