Twistin' The Night Away

Lyrics：Sam Cooke Music：Sam Cooke

Let me tell you about a place, somewhere up in New York way

where the people are so gay, twistin' the night away

Here they have a lot of fun, puttin' trouble on the run

Oh man you'll find the old and young twistin' the night away

Here's a man in evening clothes, how he got here I don't know

but oh man, you ought to see him go, twistin' the night away

He's dancing with a chick in slacks, she's moving up and back

Oh man, there ain't nothing like twistin' the night away

Feel much better

Here's a fellow in blue jeans, who's dancing with an older queen

dolled up in her diamond rings, twistin' the night away

Man you ought to see her go, twistin' to the rock and roll

Here you'll find the young and the old twistin' the night away

They're twistin', twistin', everybody's doing great

They're twistin' man, twistin', they're twistin' the night away

Twistin', you know they're twistin', twistin' the night away

They're twistin', twistin', man twistin' the night away

Here they have a lot of fun, puttin' trouble on the run

Oh man you'll find young and the old twistin' the night away

Here's a man in evening clothes, how he got here I don't know

I don't know but man you ought to see him go

Twistin' the night away