Rhythm Boys

You're downtown
You see amber lights
Martinique's so chic at night
You go inside and downstairs
But you miss your step
As you comb your hair

As the sweet girls come into vision
And you size up all the competition
You put the key into your ignition
But you can't seem to get position
Because those

Rhythm boys, they will
Never stop 'til they
Learn to swing and
They're really hot
All those rhythm boys
Want to impress you
They want to impress you

Soft lights and a shy girl
With ruby lips and a head of curls
Gives a slow smile to reassure
And you smooth onto the dance floor

But you're not relaxed and you ain't got the rhythm
And your legs feel as if there's concrete in 'em
And your partner starts to move away
And you lose your chance for another day
To the

Rhythm boys, they will
Never stop 'til they
Learn to swing and
They're really hot
All those rhythm boys
Want to impress you
They want to impress you

A Latin lover does a peacock dance
For a French girl, but there's not a chance
She just snakes down to the dance floor
And just puckers up like a Parisian whore

For the rhythm boys, they will
Never stop 'til they
Learn to swing and
They're really hot
All those rhythm boys
Want to impress you
They want to impress you

The rhythm boys, they will
Never stop 'til they
Learn to swing and
They're really hot
Rhythm
Boys

Rhythm

Rhythm
Boys

Rhythm

Rhythm
Boys

Rhythm