"Bust A Move" as written by and Marvin Young Matt Dike....
This here's a tale for all the fellas
Tryin' to do what those ladies tell us
Get shot down cause ya over-zealous
Play hard to get females get jealous
Okay smarty go to a party
Girls are scantily clad and showin' body
A chick walks by you wish you could sex her
But you're standing on the wall like you was Poindexter
Next days function high class luncheon
Food is served and you're stone-cold munchin'
Music comes on people start to dance
But then you ate so much you nearly split your pants
A girl starts walking guys start gawking
Sits down next to you and starts talking
Says she wants to dance cause she likes to groove
So come on fatso and just bust a move

Just bust a move

You're on a mission and your wishin'
Someone could cure your lonely condition
Lookin' for love in all the wrong places
No fine girls just ugly faces
From frustration first inclination
Is to become a monk and leave the situation
But every dark tunnel has a light of hope
So don't hang yourself, with a celibate rope
Your movie's showin', so you're goin'
Could care less about the five you're blowin'
Theater gets dark just to start the show
Then ya spot a fine woman sittin' in your row
She's dressed in yellow, she says "Hello,
come sit next to me you fine fellow."
You run over there without a second to lose
And what comes next hey bust a move

You want it, you got it,
You want it, baby you got it (Just bust a move)
You want it, you got it,
You want it, baby you got it

In this city ladies look pretty
Guys tell jokes so they can seem witty
Tell a funny joke just to get some play
Then you try to make a move and she says, "No way"
Girls are fakin' goodness sakin'
They want the man who brings home the bacon
Got no money and you got no car
Then you got no women and there you are
Some girls are sadistic, materialistic
Lookin' for a man makes them opportunistic
They're lyin' on a beach perpetrating a tan
So a brother with the money can be their man
So on the beach you're strollin' real high rollin'
Everything you have is yours and not stolen
A girl runs up with somethin' to prove
So don't just stand there bust a move

If you want it, you got it
You want it, baby you got it (Just bust a move)
You want it, you got it,
You want it, baby you got it (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
'Cause in the ceremony you'll be the best man
You say neat-o, check your libido
And roll to the church in your new tuxedo
The bride walks down just to start the wedding
And there's one more girl you won't be getting
So you start thinkin' then you start blinking
The bridesmaid looks and thinks that you're winking
She thinks your kinda cute so she winks back
And now your feelin' really firm 'cause the girl is stacked
Reception's jumpin' bass is pumpin'
You look at the girl and your heart starts thumpin'
Says she wants to dance to a different groove
Now you know what to do G bust a move

If you want it, you got it
You want it, baby you got it (Just bust a move)
You want it, you got it,
You want it, baby you got it (Break it down for me fellas)

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"Bust a Move" as written by Luther James Rabb Matt William N Dike


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  • +4
    General CommentThis song rocks! I have a shirt (that's yellow) and says "Hello. Come sit next to me you fine fellow" in honor of this song, but no one ever understands it. I don't understand how one can not fucking love this song!
    Missykiwizon January 18, 2005   Link
  • +2
    General CommentThe plot is simple. A young Algerian, Meursault, afflicted with a sort of aimless inertia, becomes embroiled in the petty intrigues of a local pimp and, somewhat inexplicably, ends up killing a man. Once he's imprisoned and eventually brought to trial, his crime, it becomes apparent, is not so much the arguably defensible murder he has committed as it is his deficient character. The trial's proceedings are absurd, a parsing of incidental trivialities--that Meursault, for instance, seemed unmoved by his own mother's death and then attended a comic movie the evening after her funeral are two ostensibly damning facts--so that the eventual sentence the jury issues is both ridiculous and inevitable.

    Or am I thinking of "The Stranger" by Albert Camus?
    dmhaleon October 16, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthis song cracks me the fuck up!
    notwuitehereon June 01, 2002   Link
  • 0
    General Commentgotta love the old school :)
    MikeMTon June 28, 2002   Link
  • 0
    General CommentDude, the video for this song is the greatest! Especially because Flea from the Red Hot Chili Peppers is in it (and the pants he's wearing...well, if you've seen the video, you know what I'm talking about.)
    XKillerXon August 24, 2002   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI absolutely love this song just trying to sing gets me feeling all happy inside!! lol i love this SONG!! OLD SCHOOL!!
    DCforeveron June 04, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General Commentits good, its good. sweet song.
    Bertxxon December 15, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthis song fucking kicks.
    and i want that shirt ^
    asher27on April 13, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General Commentgood song u can neva hate tha old school music!!!
    panicatd181on March 30, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentSeems to me this song is essentially a guide for young men on how to pick up chicks. Pretty much spells out how the mating game works. Women hear this song and wanna dance and guys hear it and pick up on how to make a move.
    Sozlukon February 15, 2008   Link

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