Rolling Stones (The)

Dance Little Sister
On Thursday night she looked a fright; Her pricki hair all curled, oh Lord, what a sight. Dance, dance, little sister, dance. On Friday night she's all decked out; Her high heel shoes, her dress so tight. Dance, dance little sister, dance. On Saturday night she bass-a-dee; She stepping high on Frederick's Street. Dance, dance, little sister, dance. I said dance, dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance. I said dance, dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance. It make me hot, I wet with sweat; It burn like hell, I've four hours left. Dance, dance, little sister, dance. Get next to me, drive me close; Don't mammaguay, I lose control. Dance, dance with fire, dance. Letras de canciones I said dance, dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance. I said dance, dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance. Jump out of Africa with a step that looks so bold. Ah, when you kickin' high it make my blood run cold. I said dance, dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance. I said dance, dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance, Dance, little sister, dance. On Saturday night we don't go home; We bacchanal, there ain't no dawn. Dance, little sister, dance. I said dance, dance, little sister, Dance little sister, Dance little sister, dance.... From Letras Mania