Hit Line - Re-Flex

It’s just a matter of taste, you say

But don’t abuse it or institute it

This could be another craze of the day

A twelve bar blues it or disco music

It doesn’t matter 'cause it’s all the same

A symphony-a, just lend an ear

A simple tune sure sticks in the brain

Hey, hey, boys

Put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don’t you think it’s my turn, that’s right

Hey, hey, boys

Put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don’t you think it’s my turn, that’s right

A twenty-four track, no mono flashback

Just got to get you down on tape

Computer remix, you got me transfixed

I sometimes feel I’ve been audibly raped

The dancing people, they go 'beep beeple'

You got me moving so I can’t set down

The Watusi, well, maybe could be

The hottest thing to ever hit this town

Hey, hey, boys

Put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don’t you think it’s my turn, that’s right

Hey, hey, boys

Put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don’t you think it’s my turn, that’s right

Keep it simple

It’s down to the beat

Another cliché

Just makes the song complete

Win or lose

It’s on production line

Carbon copies

Singing the same old rhymes

Hey, boys

Put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don’t you think it’s my turn, that’s right

Hey, hey, boys

Put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don’t you think it’s my turn, that’s right

Hey, hey, boys

Put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don’t you think it’s my turn, that’s right

Hey, hey, boys

Put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don’t you think it’s

My, my, my, my, my turn, that’s right

Hey, hey, boys

Put me on the hit line tonight

Hey, hey, boys

Don’t you think it’s my turn, that’s right