The Cadillac Three - The Jam

I said, "Hey, what you workin' with?" Got a tall boy sweatin' and a camo koozie Hey, who you flirtin' with? Little brown-haired hippie girl walkin' up to me Don't be scared if it gets a little funky Cadillac back with some kick-ass country Don't be shy, go shake that monkey On and off you bounce

Whatever gets you up out of your seat Whatever gets you dancin' in the street Whatever lifts you up, gets you wild and free Yeah, that's the jam, shit Yeah, that's the jam, uh

Ooh, what you cookin' up? Smells pretty good to me, sure enough I said, ooh, we're gonna shake it up If you don't know, yeah, you better look it up It's a toe-tappin', hand-clappin' beat Slidin' and stompin' your feet Sounds good and damn good to me Turn that radio up (It's DC3)

Whatever gets you up out of your seat Whatever gets you dancin' in the street Whatever lifts you up, gets you wild and free Yeah, that's the jam, shit Yeah, that's the jam, uh If it gets you tyin' up your laces If it takes you to them higher places If it gets you makin' dirty faces That's the jam, shit Yeah, that's the jam

That's the jam, that's the jam That's the jam, that's the jam

Whatever gets you up out of your seat Whatever gets you dancin' in the street Whatever lifts you up, gets you wild and free Yeah, that's the jam, shit Yeah, that's the jam, uh If it gets you tyin' up your laces If it takes you to them higher places If it gets you makin' dirty faces That's the jam, shit Yeah, that's the jam, uh