text: Some of us get a little, and some a lot
  Weve got to make do with whatever we got
  We get it hot, we cool it down, and then we pass it around
  Oh, you can dance for the sake of a golden day
  Take a chance on getting rid of whatevers in your way
  Next stop, big hop, its turning night into day
   Sometimes, when Im lying there all alone
   I think of every little nothing that we could own
   To overthrow all of you who have overgrown
  All my friends like to spend days on end on the mend
  I turn to you, I turn into and then I turn it again
  Here we go, all we know, heavy load start to float
  Without a doubt, we turn it out and then we turn it again
  Ive come to learn whatever time I can find to spend
  Taking flight into whatever light we bend
  Out on the street, I get a beat and then I turn it to ten
   Lace boots and the ladies of Kazakhstan
   Kick them high to the sky, all of this just because we can
   I turn to Cuba, then Aruba, then the Dominican
  All my friends like to spend days on end on the mend
  I turn to you, I turn into and then I turn it again
  Here we go, all we know 
  Heavy load start to float 
  Without a doubt, we turn it out and then we turn it again
  Weve got to move it, if we want to do our best
  Weve got to shake it, if we want to keep it fresh
  Im turning down all the heavy psychology
  To cut a rug and I make no apology
  I turn a cheek, I turn a key and then I turn it for free
   Weve got to move it just a little to hit the spot
   A whirling dervish in a flurry, a fox to trot
   Come clown around, a robot doing the astronaut
  All my friends like to spend days on end on the mend
  I turn to you, I turn into and then I turn it again
  Here we go, all we know 
  Heavy load start to float 
  Without a doubt, we turn it out and then we turn it again