Freedom Of Choice Lyrics - 1980

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Three cheers!
They're yellin' again
Three cheers!
They'll be at it to the end

So drink some big beers and go crazy tonight
They're all dressed up and they'll be gettin' it tonight
Big swingers in double knits tonight
Big babies gonna get in a fight
Actin' crazy bustin' up the chairs
Doubled over gettin' sick on the stairs
They know the limits 'cause they cross them every night
The dull sensations as it turns real hot
Why, the guys in the back with their heads on the floor
Surrounded by their buddies they're all hollerin' for more
Whoa whoa whoa
It's mr. b's ballroom

Party time turn the music up loud
Party time lose your head in the crowd
Yellin' laughin' tryin' hard to act smart
Put 'em under pressure and you watch them fall apart
Freeze! come on out of there
Freeze! you ain't goin' nowhere
Freeze! put your hands on your head
Freeze!
It's mr. b's ballroom

Whoa whoa whoa
It's mr. b's ballroom
(repeat)