Here goes. You don't want a face because it won't stick out You don't like a mouth because it's much too loud My freaky dance is just killing me Your freaky dance is just doing me Did you ever wonder how a baby got on? Did you ever, ever wonder how a bird can smoke? Your freaky dance is just killing me Your freaky dance is just killing me You don't want that life because it's much too slow But when you've got to care that's the way things have to go I can't say when it's going to be quite right But I hope you're fair to say when it soon goes I'm going to be stoned Do you, do you, do you stop and say? Do you, do you, do you stop and say? Trouble, trouble, trouble and trouble Trouble trouble trouble and trouble Trouble trouble trouble and trouble Truble trouble trouble and just enough Say it, you don't like that face because the bones don't hurt Say it, you don't want that mouth because it's way much too loud Freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky, dancing It's too much You just want yourself Thanks for watching!