Fly Off The Handle

Saturday morning still in bed
Late last night was rough on my head
Looking around I feel real bad
thinking about the dreams I had

I try to sit up but I fall back down
I try to think but thoughts just spin around
Saturday night was rough on my head
Can't get down with this he says, she said

Whoa - don't fly off the handle
Whoa - If you do they'll be scandal
Whoa - give it to me and I'll leave it to chance
Whoa - shut up and dance

G'day my sweet It's me once more
You're the one today that I adore
Come with me you won't regret it
I can promise you that you won't forget it
How can you live if you never take the chance?
How can love if you never shut up and dance

shut up and dance
Shut up and dance

You come out late to look for a fight
Everbody knows that the boy ain't right
Nothing has changed for so long
Talking so tough but your not so strong
One by one your losing your respect
you take what you can but give what you get