Emily

I just don't care about the evening news
I never listen to the crack house blues
They say the city is the place to be
I wanna dance with Emily

Everybody come around to window shop
I guess they 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 says that she is underage
Honkey tried to shoot me with a seven gauge

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

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

Eleanor, I wonder if we go too slow
Straight down the hatch beneath the street lights glow
Baby, when I kiss you on that Persian rug
That's the kinda movies I've been dreaming of

Emily
Emily
Emily
Emily

I'll tell you something that you think I know
I got two tickets to the sold out show
Some other fellas like to think I'm Greek
I wanna love you, baby, three days a week

Oh

I just don't care about the evening news
I never listen to the crack house blues
I wanna be with what the people see
I wanna dance with Emily
I wanna dance with Emily