One-Two-Five

One hundred and twenty five
Beats to, beats to the minute
One hundred and twenty five
You get the notion with the motion, then you're out on the floor
Fahrenheit, one hundred and two
Centigrade, it's getting to you
Your heart is beating (Beating), eight to the bar
You can't control it so you hold it, then you're out on the floor
On the floor, you feel it coming to ya
On the floor, you know it's getting through ya
On the floor, you can't control the feeling
Let it go

(See the faces passing, smile in time) (Try and smile in time)
(See the faces passing, all in line) (All in line)
You say, Hey! Can I take you home tonight?
But she knows that you're throwin' a line
She's heard it before, she'll hear it again
It's the same pitch every time
(Change your line of patter, make her laugh, not at her)
(Change your line of patter, make her laugh, not at her)
She says her friend wants to say hello, but you really don’t wanna go
It's great, you're throwing your glances to her that you want to know
Don't let her stray it's a Saturday night
The boys are after trouble, you're in for a fight

One hundred and twenty five
Beats to, beats to the minute
One hundred and twenty five
You get the notion with the motion, then you're out on the floor
Fahrenheit, one hundred and two
Centigrade, it's getting to you
Your heart is beating (Beating), eight to the bar
You can't control it so you hold it, then you're out on the floor
On the floor, you feel it coming to ya
On the floor, you know it's getting through ya
On the floor, you can't control the feeling
Let it go
Reggae, Reggae, Reggae, Reggae (R)
Reggae, Reggae, Reggae, Reggae (R.E)
Reggae, Reggae, Reggae, Reggae (R.E.G)
Reggae, Reggae, Reggae, Reggae (R.E.G.G)
Reggae, Reggae, Reggae, Reggae (R.E.G.G.A)
Reggae, Reggae, Reggae, Reggae (R.E.G.G.A.E)
Reggae, Reggae, Reggae, Reggae (R.E.G.G.A.E)
Reggae, Reggae, Reggae, Reggae (R.E.G.G.A.E)

(See the faces passing, smile in time) (Try and smile in time)
(See the faces passing, all in line) (All in line)
She says if you're lookin' to take me home, I'd better not be in late
But the look on her face, the smile in her eyes say “Baby I'm gonna wait”
(See the faces swimming, hear the music dimming)
(See the faces swimming, hear the music dimming)
I'm all danced out, I'm all done in and I'm starting to talk out of tune
We can go on a ride, we can jump in a boat, we can dance by the light of the moon
One hundred and twenty five
Beats to, beats to the minute