� Way down in the south of France, all the ladies love to dance. Kick their heels up in the air, snap their fingers, roll on ass. While the German work up there, waddle back on open hair. Check the motion and style, all you know they take their while. Hey, to make the motion more complete, yeah to make it more treat. Clubs is sure is where to go, come on down and see the show. When the rhythm's really right, you can burn it down tonight. When the singing's really fine, sweet as fine as sherry wine. � When the club can't contain the beat, it just rolls out in the street. Spills on down the avenue, bringing dancers to their feet. When it's good as it can be, it gets better, wait and see. Oh, these folks don't never sleep, till they're passed out in the street. Way down in the south of France, all the ladies love to dance. Clap their hands and walk on air, yeah the feeling's really there. Won't you take a little taste, raise it to your charming face. When the rhythm's really right, you can burn it down tonight. When the singing's really fine, sweet as fine as sherry wine. Come on, take a chance, the ladies do love to dance. � � �