Annie’s got this…. fever.
Dance fever, that is.
She can’t make her feet stand still.
She hears the beat, and she’s just got to move.
And sometimes, even when there IS no beat, she’s just got to be shakin’ what her momma gave her.
She’s got to boogie. Break it down. Cut a rug.
She can’t help it…. no matter where she is, she feels the rhythm and she’s got to move.