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When I get out on the dancing floor
There ain't no stopping for an hour or more
I go rocking up and down and around and round
I go reeling to the beat of that crazy sound
I can't stop, I want to kiss your pretty lips
'Cause I know, pretty babe, you got honey in your hips
I can't stop my feet and I can't stop my hands
When I hear the sound of a rock 'n' roll band
Gotta rock, gotta roll, gonna jump and shout;
Nobody better come and turn me out
I'm staying all night till I get my kicks
'Cause you know, pretty babe, you got honey in your hips
I want you and you want me
We're gonna dance all night till we both feel free
We'll shake and we'll shimmy right across the floor
When it gets late, we'll dance out the door
You better get ready with your pretty lips
'Cause you know, pretty babe, you got honey in your hips
Honey in Your Hips was written by Keith Relf.
Honey in Your Hips was produced by Giorgio Gomelsky.