I Can't Dance To That Music Your Playin'

Little Babe

I wanna tell you what’s exactly on my mind

I will stay at home another night

While you’re out makin’ time

I’m well aware of where you go

And every girl you see

Cause whenever I confine you, boy

The phone begins to ring

I can’t dance to the music you’re playin’

Stop, think it over

And rewrite the tune

I can’t dance to the music you’re playin’

You better get yourself together

You’d better do it soon

Last Friday night the phone rang

You said it was little Joe

He had a one night stand to play

Down on cottage road

And you went down prepared to play

You weren’t playin’ with no band

Cause your sax was here at home all night

Behind your music stand

I can’t dance , I can’t dance

I can’t dance to what you’re singin’

I can’t dance to what you’re playin’

Now if you really love me

Then unpack your bags and stay

Don’t tell me you got to think it over

Got to get away

I’ve taken all the medicine of yours

That I can’t stand

Got to please change the description

Or I’ll find another man