Well I'm down to my last dime Yes I got nothing' to do Guess I'll put it in the jukebox baby And play myself a little tune All I see are the numbers, all the rockin' tunes What ever happened to those rock 'n' roll days Today go away too soon Oh yes sir Well I used to live in the country Right by myself I was raised on bluegrass rock 'n'roll And the blues as well All I see on the dancin' floor is the handsome man With his high heel shoes and his disco blues Ahh without any clue See him out there on the floor-or Dancin' till he can't dance no more But tomorrow night he will be back again And don'cha know that he is the dancin' man Whoa-oa-oa Don'cha thank on me So if you're down to your last dime And you got nothing' to do Don't waste your time just runnin' around A buyin' disco shoes And don't worry about the bad time 'Cause it's all the same Put your blue jeans on, Grab your favorite woman And play the rock 'n' roll game See him out there on the floor-or Dancin' till he can't dance no more Well tomorrow night he will be back again And don'cha know that he is the dancin' man Young man, ahhh hoooo Oooh well shake it for the girl