Mr. BS Ballroom Lyrics

Three cheers!
They're yellin' again
Three cheers!
They'll be at it to the endSo drink some big beers and go crazy tonight
They're all dressed up and they'll be gettin' it tonight
Big swingers in double knits tonight
Big babies gonna get in a fight
Actin' crazy, bustin' up the chairs
Doubled over gettin' sick on the stairsThey know the limits 'cause they cross them every night
The dull sensations as it turns real hot
Why, the guys in the back with their heads on the floor
Surrounded by their buddies, they're all hollerin' for more
Whoa, whoa, whoa
It's Mr. B's ballroomParty time, turn the music up loud
Party time, lose your head in the crowd
Yellin',, laughin' tryin' hard to act smart
Put 'em under pressure and you watch them fall apartFreeze! Come on out of there
Freeze! You ain't goin' nowhere

Freeze! Put your hands on your head
Freeze!
It's Mr. B's ballroom[Repeats]
Whoa, whoa, whoa
It's Mr. B's ballroom
Songwriters
MOTHERSBAUGH, MARK ALLENPublished by
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