UB40 - Wear You To The Ball

I`m gonna wear you to the ball tonight Put on your best dress tonight Did you hear what the man said baby Well be your best `cause this gonna be a musical test So come to school, and I take up the musical rule Give me soul brothers and give me soul sisters Come To I and maybe you can make it if you try So be wise and be changing, put on your best Because I got your musical key Rub it baby, I said scrub it, yeah. Cause I`m tougher than tough And that ain`t no bluff Maybe it`s because I`ve got the musical stuff I`m gonna make you the talk of the town No use wearing a frown Though those other guys may put you down I`m gonna let you wear my crown Though those other guys may put you down You`ll wear my crown Wow ! Chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow wow wow Give me soul brothers and give me soul sisters Don`t beg for no mercy Move it up, break it up! Tell you bout it, it`s good Wow! she`s got it, she`s got it, she`s got it, she`s got it Though those other guys may put you down I`m gonna let you wear my crown And we are going to have a musical ball So get on the ball and don`t stall, I beg you baby Wow! Tell you about it, it`s good I`m gonna wear you to the ball tonight Put on your best dress tonight That`s for sure Play brand new musical discs from the flick of my wrist, baby Wow! Tell you about it, she`s got it She`s got it, she`s got it Chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow wow wow