John Hiatt - The Negroes Were Dancing Lyrics

Little lover sittin' in the corner
With a former member of the jets
He would write a letter to the editor
About the little holes in her dress
She said, "Oh, I'm so bored"
He said, "Oh, tell me more"

She popped him on the dick
Until he got a little bigger then she just blew up
She grabbed him by the liver
Put his hands on her hips said, "Push my luck"
He said, "Oh, I'm so scared"
She said, "Oh, I don't care"

Just then the Negroes were dancing
Just then backup singers backed up
Just then the beat was entrancin'
Just then the Negroes were dancing, hey

A former member lit a cigarette
Said, "I bet you never get too much"
Little lover hit him on the shoulder
Said, "You caught him that's the things I touch
He said, "Oh, I confess"
She said, "Oh, I'm not impressed"

They gathered up all the fingerprints
And put splints on all the broken bones
A former member lover to
Discover seven more overtones
He said, "Oh, my dear"
She said, "Oh, touch me here"

Just then the Negroes were dancing
Just then backup singers backed up
Just then the beat was entrancin'
Just then the Negroes were dancing

Just then backup singers backed up
Just then the beat was entrancin'
Just then the Negroes were dancing

Just then backup singers backed up
Just then the beat was entrancin'
Just then the Negroes were dancing