Don't Fight It

Pickett-Cropper

There you sit all by yourself

Everybody's dancin'; they can't a-help themselves

The groove is much too strong; they can't hold out long

So get up, don't fight it; you've got to (feel it, feel it)

You'd better get on up & get the groove

You know what, baby? I like the way you move

You do the thing like you ought to be, all right

So don't fight it, oh baby (feel it, feel it)

The way you jerk, the way you do the twine

You're too much, baby; I'd like to make you mine

& after the dance I'm gonna take you home

So don't fight it, baby you've got to (feel it, feel it)

Don't fight it (feel it, feel it) you've got to (feel it, feel it)