| 11008 |
Open the door, get on the floor, everybody Walk The Dinosaur. |
Was (Not Was), |
Walk The Dinosaur |
| 11009 |
Put your hands on your hip, let your back bone slip. Do the Watusi, like my little Lucy. |
Wilson Pickett, Land Of 1, |
00 Dances |
| 11010 |
Shake your groove thang, shake your groove thing. |
Peaches and Herb, |
Shake Your Groove Thang |
| 11011 |
Shake your rump to the funk, now. |
Bar-kays, |
Shake Your Rump To The Funk |
| 11012 |
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake your booty, shake your booty. |
KC and the Sunshine Band, |
Shake Your Booty |
| 11013 |
Shakin' like a bowl of soup and make your body loop-de-loop. |
Sam Cooke, |
Shake |
| 11014 |
Shot Gun Boogie, I wanted wedding bells. I'll be back little gal, when your pappy runs out of shells. |
Tennessee Ernie Ford, |
Shot Gun Boogie |
| 11015 |
So we danced with a rifle to the rhythm of the gun, in a glade through the trees I saw my only one. |
The Clash, |
Rebel Waltz |
| 11016 |
Tell them we'll be dancing, dancing 'til we drop, it's time to get down and do the Horizontal Bop. |
Bob Seger, |
The Horizontal Bop |
| 11017 |
The longest legs in the shortest pants, you got me doing a Mating Dance. |
B-52s, |
Hot Pants Explosion |
| 11018 |
The mess and the magic, triumphant and tragic, a mechanized world out of hand. Computerized clinic, for superior cynics, who dance to a synthetic band. |
Rush, |
Natural Science |
| 11019 |
There ain't no catch, all you got to do is snatch, do the Velcro Fly. |
ZZ Top, |
Velcro Fly |
| 11020 |
There are those who think that life has nothing left to chance, a host of holy horrors to redirect our aimless dance. |
Rush, |
Freewill |
| 11021 |
There's no room to Rhumba in a sports car. |
Elvis Presley, |
No Room To Rumba In A Sports Car |
| 11022 |
They are doing the Atomic Bomb. Do they know where the dance comes from? |
U2, |
Seconds |
| 11023 |
They did the Monster Mash, it was a grave yard smash. |
Bobby Boris Pickett, |
Monster Mash |
| 11024 |
Top dog, top hat, move that muscle, move that fat. |
Elton John, |
Bite Your Lip |
| 11025 |
We couldn't all be cowboys, some of us are clowns. Some of us are dancers on the midway, we roam from town to town. |
Counting Crows, |
Goodnight Elisabeth |
| 11026 |
We're goin' downtown to the Cock-Suckers' Ball. |
Frank Zappa, |
Cock Sucker's Ball |
| 11027 |
We're not here to start no trouble, we're just here to do the Super Bowl Shuffle. |
Chicago Bears Shufflin' Crew, |
Super Bowl Shuffle |