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Written by Roy Orbison/Bill Dees
Hey boys, gather round boys, the money's right
Go down to low town for me tonight
Walk onto forty four and knockon that big black door
Lay some money on that man
And get the very best table you can
Well,there's a soul bands wailing behind the beat,
And they cook when the blue lights spin.
There's a go-go girl yeah,
She works it out,now.
Look when you walk in,
Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah.
Everybody knows
To see her dance,now
My TwinkleToes.
Twinlke Toes you move and you go,
And you know you do it right.
Up and down,now you dance around, now.
Youre look in good tonight,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Come on, come on now.
Twinlke Toes,
Dance on and on, now.
Yeah, but Twinkle Toes,
I know youre trying
To hide your broken heart;
You act so gay.
Yeah,behind the smile,
I know youre crying.
Your big great lonely eyes
Give you away.
Hey, hey,hey.
Hey, hey ,hey.
Twinkle Toes,
You know you must hang on, girl.
Hnag on tight;
Dont let your feelings show.
Twinkle Toes,
You know you must dance on,girl.
If you work it right,
Theyll never know.
Twinkle Toes,
Its tough to forget,
But every things all right.
Yeah, Twinkle Toes,
Get set, cause i bet i take your home tonight,
Yeah, yeah,yeah,yeah.
Yeah, youre allright, now.
Yeah, Twinkle Toes
Youre out of sight,now.
Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah,
Yeah, youre so fine, girl.
Yeah, Twinkle Toes,
Youve hurt my mind, girl.
Twinkle Toes,
Come on,carry on,
Now when the dance is through.
You wont be lonely,
you wont be blue tonight;
ill be with you.
Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah
Yeah Twinkle Toes...