Doing alri-ight
A little jiving on a Saturday night
And come what may-ay
Gonna dance the day away
Jenny was sweet
She always smiled for the people she'd meet
I'm trouble and strife
She had another wayward look in her eyes
News is blue (the new-ews is blue-ue-ue)
Has its own way to get to you (ooh-ooh)
What can I do-oo-oo (what can I do...)
I never remember my time with you
Pick up your fee-eet
Got to move to the trick of the beat
There is no lea-ead
Just take your place in the driver's seat
Doing alri-ight, (ooh-ooh)
A little jiving on a Saturday night, (yeah-eah-eah)
And come what may-ay, (ooh-ooh)
Gonna dance the day away, (yeah-eah-eah)
**Jenny was sweet, (ooh-ooh)
There is no lead, (yeah-eah-eah)
Pick up your feet, (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Pick up, pick up, (yeah-eah-eah)
Pick up your feet, (ooh-ooh)
Gonna dance the day away, (yeah-eah-eah)
