Letras: Brian Setzer. The Footloose Doll.

Just look at that chick in the silvery dress
She's got a cool tattoo and her hair is a mess
And every single guy in the joint
Is just watching her dance

Well now dance ballerina, shimmy on down
It's your turn to swing
It's your night on the town
A little gin goes a long way so please pass it around

She's the footloose doll
Dancin' like a hurricane
She's the footloose doll
Well, I don't even know her name

She's the footloose doll
She's the footloose doll

Now standin' at the bar was long cool Eddie
He had a few and he's not really steady
But he had his peepers
Fixated on the footloose doll

But she called out, "Hey Eddie", he was there in an instant
She said, "You know you kinda look like Gene Vincent"
That was all he needed to hear
And that was all she wrote

But she's the footloose doll
Dancin' like a hurricane
She's the footloose doll
Well, I don't even know her name

She's the footloose doll
She's the footloose doll

Now if you're ever in town and wanna try your luck
The footloose doll can really shake you up
But never underestimate
The power of the feline cat

Well, they found poor Eddie by the side of the road
His clothes were all torn up
And his car had been towed
He never had a chance with a chick like the footloose doll

She's the footloose doll
Dancin' like a hurricane
She's the footloose doll
I don't even know her name

She's the footloose doll
Dancin' like a hurricane
She's the footloose doll
Well, I don't even know her name

She's the footloose doll
She's the footloose doll
Well, she's the footloose doll
She's the footloose doll