Going to a disco, people tell me, should be fun
But soon as I go in, the other people start to run
Sometimes pointing, laughing, making fun, and so much more
Think that it's to do with what I'm like out on the floor

But I groove along when I hear that favourite song
Hip-hop groovy mover, yeah that's right.
Feel like John Travolta, ass-swingin' round the room
But it's the music scarecrow here tonight

'Cause I'm no good at dancing
To whatever music plays
Whene'er I take a chance
My two left feet go the wrong way
You'd think that I could muster up a little innocuous sway
But I'm no good at dancing
Oh, dear - best get out my way

No good at dancing, dancing
Whenever I move, I'm-a way off the beat
No good at dancing, dancing
I'm a-looking down at my two left feet
No good at dancing, dancing
Leave me alone having fun, if I catch you I may stun you-woo-woo

Ditties come and ditties go, I'm still out on the floor
I'm told before I dance, I should give warning, shout out "Fore!"
But I don't see the problem, reckon I'm the one who knows
I think that I'm so cool there's icicles hangin' off my nose

No, I will not blend in or try to make amend
I think it's obvious that I stick out a mile
Just please, don't see red when my elbow hits your head
If you stick around I know you'll like my style

Though I'm no good at dancing
Think I set the floor ablaze
My incoherent prancing
Seems to others a malaise
You'd think that I could act as though I'm not completely crazed
'Cause I'm no good at dancing
Yet I'm always wanting praise

No good at dancing, dancing
That is something I never concede
No good at dancing, dancing
My friends say I'm like a scarecrow on speed
No good at dancing, dancing
However 's soon's I begun, then I think that I'm won-derfu-wu-wull

As I dance and flail around
Everybody ducks and hits the ground
And hears the sound as I'm singing away, glass shattering like ice

But I'm no good at dancing
When I'm in a dancing daze
My friends say that I can't sing
And their eyes begin to glaze
The memory will stay with them throughout their living days
'Cause I'm no good at dancing
But I don't care what they says

No good at dancing, dancing
Even though I move like my pants were on fire
No good at dancing, dancing
And you'd need a bucket the amount I perspire
No good at dancing, dancing
Though you think that I suck, I may try my luck with you-woo-woo?

No good at dancing, dancing
I'm a hip, cool, boogieing dude
No good at dancing, dancing
Thank your lucky stars that I'm not in the nude
No good at dancing, dancing
In my head I can leap, so can I Wayne Sleep with you-woo-woo?