Hey girl, you’re looking fine, wanna come over and spin you a line cos ya’,
looking fine, looking fine, looking fine to me
See you here every Saturday night En’ I, get the feeling that I just might
make you mine, make you mine, make you mine you see
Yeah but, you don’t look like the boy for me
In ya’, Oxford Bags and your Fred Perry,
An ya’, only courage is the one you’re holding in your hand
My daddy warned me how to recognise
The lying and cheating in a young man’s eyes
An’ anyway you’ve drunk so much you can hardly stand
my favourite number
Yes I, might a’ had me a jar or two, but I can still see clear and still see you,
An ye’, gettin’ hotter, gettin’ hotter, gettin’ hotter each tune
Hope you love the scent of my Aramis, so I can get close enough to give you a kiss, cos I, just gotta, just gotta, just gotta do it soon
Yeah but, you don’t know it but you’re not my guy
So shift over there and give those girls a try
Cos there’s, plenny more honey’s got the goods to tame you down
My daddy told me to have some fun
But not to rock up with just anyone
An anyway, don’t think I’m the type o’ girl goes sleep around
Wait up, think I hear my favourite number
You know, that ‘Do I Love You’ song
Come on, I wanna get a little closer
Come on, I think we can get it on
A ha, think I hear my favourite number
Oh yeah, that ‘Do I love You’ ace
Okay, think I’m gonna get a little closer Okay, get me a better look at the face
Erm well, you’re not so bad under the glitter ball rays
And you can shuffle all the different ways
An ya’, didn’t try to kiss me so I guess you got some restraint
My daddy told me to be sure of this
It ain’t about the looks or the Aramis
An he, ain’t gotta be a superstar or a Saint
I think she likes me, and I think I’m in, but if I kissed her now would the trust wear thin? Bet she would, make a break, make a break, make a break get out
That means, I wouldn’t get a date or a single kiss, and what a way to waste my favourite Aramis
Big mistake, big mistake, big mistake, a Wipeout!
So I’ll, shuffle some more to keep her sweet, with heel kicks and stomps so she don’t fall asleep
An I’ll, win ‘er over, win ‘er over, win ‘er over, the floor
She’ll see, I can stand better than she first assumed, and there’s courage in the beer that I just consumed
An I, ain’t the joker, ain’t the joker, ain’t the joker she saw
I see, he moves real smooth and he can stand up straight
and with those Newman blue eyes he’s a candidate
So I’m, gonna smile more and cut him just a little slack
My daddy told me enjoy your Northern Soul
Although it ain’t a patch on his rock ‘n’ roll’, ha
So I, think I’ll wait to see some more of this guy’s jumpin’ jack
A ha, he might be my favourite number
Oh yeah, my ‘Do I love You’ ace
Okay, think he can get a little closer
U ‘hu, he’s kinda gotta a pretty face
Wait up, she might be my favourite number You know, my ‘Do I Love You’ song
Oh yeah, think I can get a little closer Come on, I think we can get it on
Okay, his jumpin’ jack cuts it, it was Newman cool
An’ those bright blue eyes ain’t covered with wool
You know, I kind a’ like you and I don’t mind your Aramis
Listen, my daddy told me he’d pick me up at 4
So when you’re finished sliding maybe walk me to the door An my, daddy wouldn’t know if you gave me just a little kiss
(he pauses to ponder his options, and probably his chances!)
But I, think I left my coat over there, just behind the girl with the long blonde hair
So I, better get it, better get it, better get it cos it’s leather
Hmm, ain’t seen her in here before, an she’s looking pretty hot Out on the Floor
though I, might regret it, might regret it, might regret it forever
Wait up, think I hear my favourite number
You know, that ‘Out on the Floor’ great
Come on, you wanna get a little closer
Come on, I think it comes down to fate
Hey daddy, looks like you might o’ been right again
He almost got me, but lost his faith in the end
Might o’ bin different if for a tie and some Brut 33
But hey, I learnt a little more how to recognise
The lyin’ an’ a cheatin’ in a young man’s eyes, an I
I bet ya’ never put your leather jacket before mummy!
These lyrics are about a young chap and a young girl out at the Northern Soul dance...he fancies her, she is cautious...daddy knows best... PS, I like watching the Northern Soul dancing, but have never had a go myself, wm.
