Rip It Up

Oh hey girl, you get on the dance floor And rip it up, yea That's what it's there for That's what it's there for So rip it up, yea An' rip it up and tear it up Until you really, don't know why Until you don't know why I'd seen a man there Down at the station He's got a head of ideas Has got too many reservations It turns me round, yea It breaks my heart, yea It rips me up and tears me up You know I really, don't know why You know I don't know why She says, "Love is the law Why don't you come 'round no more?" She says, "I loved you so much more When you were down on the floor" I said, "Well well That ain't nothing You got to rip it up You got to pick a stitch" And turn me round, yea And break my heart, yea And rip me up and tear me up Until I really don't know why I really don't know why, do you? Oh hey girl, you get on the dance floor Just like I told you That's what it's there for That's what it's there for So rip it up, yea Ah rip it up and tear it up Until you really don't know why Until you don't know why So rip it up, yea And tear it up, yea And just please don't stop And rip it up