Bad English

In the rhythm of the street
The steam is rising
You can feel the heat
She puts on her make-up
Puts shoes on her feet
She's going down tonight
You can feel it from a distance
Like a nuclear bomb
She knows she's looking good
With the new dress on
And all the guys with the X-ray eyes
Check her out as she walks on by
She's a primitive girl
No jewel like money's buyin'
A slave to the rhythm
A rhythm machine
I wanna make that girl
Make that scene
There's a heatwave on the floor tonight
Watch her move
Watch her melt the ice
She's in ecstasy
She spins and she whirls
Dancing off the edge
Off the edge of the world
I'm looking for a hot romance
How am I gonna get that girl
When she's dancing off the edge of the world
Dancing off the edge
Watch her move
In the rhythm of the beat
She motions her body
She becomes complete
With the rock 'n roll music
It's indiscrete
It's sexual
You'd better cut her some space
Give her some air
You can try if you like
But I wouldn't dare