Dancing may do this and that
And help you take off lots of fat
But I'm no friend of dancing when it's hot
So if you are a dancing fool
Who loves to dance but can't keep cool
Bear in mind the idea that I've got
When it gets too hot for comfort
And you can't get ice cream cones
Why it ain't no sin to take off your skin
And dance around in your bones
When the lazy syncopation
Of the music softly moans
Why it ain't no sin to take off your skin
And dance around in your bones
The polar bears ain't green in Greenland
They got the right idea
They think it's great to 'refrigerate'
While we suffocate down here
Just be like those bamboo babies
In the South Sea tropic zones
Why it ain't no sin to take off your skin
And dance around in your bones
When you're calling up your sweetie
On those hot house telephones
Why it ain't no sin to take off your skin
And dance around in your bones
When you're on a crowded dance floor
Near those red hot saxophones
Why it ain't no sin to rip it off
And dance around in your bones
Just take a look at the girls while they're dancing
Ah, notice the way they're dressed
In silken clothes, without any hose
And nobody knows the rest
When they wear those X-ray dresses
And upset their chaperones
Why it ain't no sin to take off your skin
And dance, dance, dance, a doodle-oodle
Dance, dance, dance, a doodle-oodle
Dance, dance, dance around in your bones
Scallywop!
