作词 : David Byrne/Norman Cook
作曲 : David Byrne/Norman Cook
I was asked in New York City
"Do you like my clothes?"
I'm talking to my tape recorder,walking down the road
But on Friday night, I'm purified
that my feet don't touch the floor
When the rubber meets the road, in between my toes
Everyday is f****** perfect, it's a paradise
I watch my life like it's a movie
Have to watch it twice
A boy looks at a girl
And a girl looks like a pony
She gallops all day long
In between my toes and now
Every night she's purified
She don't do that dance no more
When the rubber meets the road in between my toes
A member of the Juju Nation down in New Orleans
You don't need an application if you move your feet
Explode, if you poke it
Exposed, on the floor
It grows, if you soak it
It rolls, out the door
Now summer time, every night
Now my feet don't touch the floor
She don't do that dance no more
In between my toe
And now him and you, you and I
I don't do that dance no more
When the rubber meets the road in between my toes
The lady starts to sing, but she ain't no disco dancer
She learned to shake her thing, in between my toes
Explode, if you poke it
Exposed, on the floor
It grows, if you soak it
It rolls, out the door
Explode, if you poke it
Exposed, on the floor
It grows, if you soak it
It rolls, out the door