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Wiggle, Wiggle    (1976)

I told you not to do that on the dance floor
You said you wouldn't do it in public anymore
Sunday through Friday well you kept it all in
Now it's Saturday night and you're at it again

Wiggle-wiggle, honey cut that out
Wiggle-wiggle, that's what I'm talking about
Wiggle-wiggle, hey you're shaking my tree
Your wiggle, wiggle, wiggle's gonna be the death of me

Wiggle
Wiggle
Wiggle-wiggle

People think you're after every man in the place
I feel like a turkey with egg on my face
Every time the back beat whacks that drum
Your hips start swinging like a pendulum

Wiggle-wiggle, honey cut that out
Wiggle-wiggle, that's what I'm talking about
Wiggle-wiggle, hey you're shaking my tree
Your wiggle, wiggle, wiggle's gonna be the death of me

Wiggle
Wiggle

Wiggle
Wiggle

Wiggle-wiggle, honey cut that out
Wiggle-wiggle, that's what I'm talking about
Wiggle-wiggle, hey you're shaking my tree
Your wiggle, wiggle, wiggle's gonna be the death of me

Wiggle-wiggle, honey cut that out
Wiggle-wiggle, that's what I'm talking about
Wiggle-wiggle, hey you're shaking my tree
Your wiggle, wiggle, wiggle's gonna be the death of me

Wiggle-wiggle, honey cut that out
Wiggle-wiggle, that's what I'm talking about
Wiggle-wiggle, hey you're shaking my tree
Your wiggle, wiggle, wiggle's gonna be the death of me

Lyrics by James Layng Martine Jr..
Recorded by Ronnie Sessions.

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