It's midnight in Sacremento, and I won't be this man tomorrow

I'll be damned if i

Don't dance tonight

And worry about the rest tomorrow

Take my hand

I'll spin you right

Leave behind your thoughts of sorrow

Cos there's soul in my bones

And fire in my eyes

And my bodies yours to borrow

So make the most

But don't get to close

I won't be this man tomorrow

No I won't be this man tomorrow

I'll be damned if we

Don't get to swing

To motown beats and disco

Feel the band

Shoot through your feet

Way away your problems do blow

Cos there's soul in these bones

And blood in these cheeks 

And times but a distant shadow

So make the most

But don't get to close 

I won't be this man tomorrow 

No I won't be this man tomorrow 

They'll pack up the band

And be off in their van

2 shows a night paid in escrow

So come on baby

Swing with me

Like it's midnight in Sacremento 

Cos the place don't matter

If the mood is right

And the music's hitting that tempo

It lights us up

And let's us in

To who we wanna be 

Deep down low

Saturday night is the night indeed

And we're the stars of this show

So make the most but don't get to close

I won't be this man tomorrow 

No I won't be this man tomorrow.