Emily

I just don't care about the evening news
 I never listen to the crackhouse blues
 They say the city is the place to be
 I wanna dance with Emily
 Everybody come around the 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 said that she is underage
 Honky tried to shoot me with a 7 gage
 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 mousehole full of pigeon scum
 On top a mountain made of bubble gum
 Don't understand what all the grief is for
 Now I gotta dance with Eleanor
 Eleanor, I wonder if we grew too slow
 Straight down the hatch beneath the streetlight's glow
 Baby when I get you on that persian rug
 That's the kind of movie that I'm dreaming of
 I'll tell you something that you'd think I know
 I got two tickets to the sold out show
 Some of the fellas like to think I'm Greek
 I wanna love you maybe three days a week
 I just don't care about the evening news
 I never listen to the crackhouse blues
 I wanna be with what the people see
 I wanna dance with Emily
 I wanna dance with Emily