The Beat

Julie's clocking out at the station

Hurry up and get your pay

A two day vacation

Friday, Saturday

Down in the basement

Shower up in the sink

Throw on some lipstick

And look pretty in pink

Short skirts in the cold to the club

Oh, the night is waiting

Getting closer you feel it shaking

On the dance floor

This is the beat, the beat we fight to

This is the beat we live and die to

Here's to the kids that get it off

We work all week to sweat it off

This is the beat to beat the pressure

Throwing away the world with pleasure

We're working hard to burn it off

So DJ, won't you turn it up'

Beat, beat, beat, beat

Beat, beat, beat, beat

Julie's doing shots at the counter

Thinking 'bout his great escape

From his stupid job telemarketing

But he never can shake the weight

A little tap on the shoulder

The prettiest girl in pink

"Oh no, I can't dance," he told her

As she dragged him from his drink

Freeze frame in the heat, she moved

Oh, and it's close to shaking

So close but the crowd is breaking

On the dance floor

This is the beat, the beat we fight to

This is the beat we live and die to

Here's to the kids that get it off

We work all week to sweat it off

This is the beat to beat the pressure

Throwing away the world with pleasure

We're working hard to burn it off

So DJ, won't you turn it up'

And we can be for city boys

And summer girls who dream

Just like the kids with Chinese rocks

And beating hearts, thank you boys

Make some noise, Make some noise

This is the beat, the beat we fight to

This is the beat that we get high to

This is the beat, the beat we fight to

This is the beat we live and die to

This is the beat, the beat we fight to

This is the beat we live and die to

Here's to the kids that get it off

We work all week to sweat it off

This is the beat to beat the pressure

Throwing away the world with pleasure

We're working hard to burn it off

So DJ won't you turn it off'