They Dance - Golden Earring

Down in the latin quarter

Down on dead — end street

Down in the basement brother

That’s where I’m bound to be

Trading payday weekly

For a welfare check

My baby’s cryin' crazy

Ain’t seen nothing yet

Own a cardboard shelter

With a classic view on Rio

Sellin' cigarettes to the tourists down below

Girl’s a sixteen year old carnival queen

Too poor to strike a match

If you know what I mean

If you know what I mean

But they dance to that voodoo rhythm

Oh — they can’t do without it

They dance it’s such an old tradition

That your soul belongs

Your soul belongs to music

They dance

Not too far from the ghetto

Life has a different feel

Food has a different flavour

Boot tap a different beat

Doberman’s will be watchin'

Your every single move

You know you can’t trust a stranger

Baby, oh ain’t that the truth

Ain’t that the truth now

They dance to that voodoo rhythm

Oh — they can’t do without it

They dance it’s such an old tradition

That your soul belongs

Your soul belongs to music

They dance to that voodoo rhythm

Oh — they can’t do without it

They dance it’s such an old tradition

Their souls belongs

Their soul belongs to music

That’s why they dance!

They dance to that voodoo rhythm

Oh — they can’t live without it

But they dance it’s such an old tradition

Their your soul belongs

Their soul belongs to music

That’s why you dance!