Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
Richard Cheese
If you want, you got it
If you want, baby you got it
If you want, you got it
If you want, baby you got it
This here's a jam for all the fellas
Try to do what those ladies tell us
Get shot down cuz you're over zealous
Play hard to get females get jealous
Ok, smarty, go to a party
Girls are scantilly clad and showin' body
A chick walks by, ya wish ya could sex her
But she's standing on a wall like you was poindexter
Music comes on, people start to groove
So come on, fatso, and bust a move
You want, you got it
If you want
Break it down for me fellas
Your best friend, Harry, has a brother Larry...
In five days from now he's gonna marry
He's hopin' you can make it there, if you can
Cuz he hired Richard Cheese be the band
Seriously, we do weddings
You say neato, check your libido
And roll to the church in your tiger-striped tuxedo
A girl runs up with [?]
Now you know what to do
She bust a move
You want, you got it
You want, baby you got it
If you want, you got it
You want, baby just bust a move
Bust a move was written by Michael Ross & Matt Dike & Marvin Young.