Ten little indians
Standin' in a row
All dressed up
But nowhere to go
Lookin' for atarget
Lookin' for a man...
Just get me outta here
It's not the place
My mind's been thinkin' on
Just push me out again
It's no use hangin' 'round or hangin' on
Seven little indians
Standin' in a row
The compere walks on the stage and he says
"Sing It Girls"
But the band's no good
And the song don't cut it
Just get me outta here
It's not the place
My mind's been thinkin' on
Just push me out again
It's no use hangin' 'round or hangin' on
Chorus:
Come on, let's go tonight
We gotta brand new way to celebrate it
Oh - I got this rage to love
Baby - it's so right
And if you feel it...
Good!
Dedicate it
Oh - I got this rage to love
Three little indians
Cryin' in their make-up
Nobody stops and nobody cares
Chorus:
Come on, let's go tonight
We gotta brand new way to celebrate it
Oh - I got this rage to love
Baby - it's so right
And if you feel it...
Good!
Dedicate it
Oh - I got this rage to love
Oh - it's just this age to...
Oh - I got this rage to love
Writer(s): M Wilde, R Wilde
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