G D7 G D7
Dancing may do this and that, and help you take off lots of fat.
G D# D7 G
But I'm no friend of dancing when it's hot.
G D7 G D7
So if you are a dancing fool, who loves to dance but can't keep cool,
G D# D7 G
Bear in mind the idea that I've got.
C B7 E7 A7
When it gets too hot for comfort, and you can't get ice cream cones,
D7 G7 C
'T ain't no sin to take off your skin and dance around in your bones.
C B7 E7 C
When the lazy syncopation of the music softly moans,
D7 G7 C
'T ain't no sin to take off your skin and dance around in your bones.
Em C Em C
The polar bears aren't green up in Greenland, they've got the right idea.
G7 G7 G#7 A7 G#7 G7
They think it's great to refrigerate while we cremate down here.
C
Just be like those bamboo babies in the South Sea tropic zones,
D7 G7 C
'T ain't no sin to take off your skin and dance around in your bones.
G D7 G D7
Dancing may do this and that, and help you take off excess fat.
G D# D7 G
But I'm no friend of dancing when it's hot. No I'm not.
G D7 G D7
So if you are a dancing fool, who loves to dance but can't keep cool,
G D# D7 G
Bear in mind this idea that I've got.
C B7 E7 A7
When you're calling up your sweetie in those hot house telephones,
D7 G7 C
ain't no sin to take off your skin and dance around in your bones.
C B7 E7 A7
When you're on a crowded dance floor, near those red hot saxophones,
D7 G7 C
'T ain't no sin to take off your skin and dance around in your bones.
Em C
Just take a look at the girls while they're dancing.
Em C
Notice the way that they're dressed.
Em C
They wear silken clothes without any hose and nobody knows the rest.
If a gal wears X-ray dresses, and shows everything she owns,
'T ain't no sin to take off your skin and dance around in your bones.
When you hear sweet syncopation, and the music softly moans.
't ain't no sin to take off your skin and dance around in your bones.
When it gets too hot for comfort and you can't get an ice cream cone.
't ain't no sin to take off your skin, and dance around in your bones.
Just like those bamboo babies down in the South Sea tropic zone,
't ain't no sin to take off your skin, and dance around in your bones.
When you hear sweet syncopation and the music softly moans,
't ain't no sin to take off your skin and dance around in your bones.
When it gets too hot for comfort and you can't get an ice cream cone,
't ain't no sin to take off your skin and dance around in your bones.
Just like those bamboo babies down in the South Sea tropic zone,
't ain't no sin to take off your skin and dance around in your bones.
(Recorded by Lee Morse 1929, Tom Waits 1990s, and many others)