Lyrics Move It - Harry Belafonte

Fifty-five Ford died right on the road
Rode far as I could I raised up the hood
Couldn′t see nothing wrong, line of cars long
The traffic's bogged down, I tried to drive around
Officer Lamar, he′s walkin' towards the car
Move it
Move it
Move it
You can't stop here, now move it
Get it out of gear, move it
Three and two the count, the bases loaded down
The slugger′s at the plate, he′s known to hit'em straight
Tension from the fans, the shoutin′ in the stands
Signal from the catcher, the pitcher's in the stretch
Bat and ball crack, the fielder′s backin' back
Move it
Move it
Move it
That ball is droppin′ fast, now move it
Catch the ball, now, let's go home, move it
She drives a Mustang, and lets her hair hang
She dresses like a fish, man, makes you look and wish
Puts you in a trance, with a body built to dance
Rock and roll queen, she's twistin′ in between
Play a super song, watch her get it on
Move it
Move it
Move it
Do your thing girl, move it
Move it
Move it
She drives a Mustang, and lets her hair hang
She dresses like a fish, makes you look and wish
Puts you in a trance, with a body built to dance
Rock and roll queen, twistin′ in between
Play a super song then watch her get it on
Woo, move it Move it Move it
Do your thing girl, move it
Woo move it
Let's get it
Get with it