Well I know a little girl and her name is Abby
She can't sit still, it just makes her crabby
She's gotta dance
And she can kick so high, she can almost fly
Like a little bird, she takes to the sky
She's gotta dance
Yes, Abby's gotta dance, Abby's gotta dance
With every little step, there's a smile on her face
Abby' gotta dance
Yes, Abby's gotta dance, Abby's gotta dance
With every little move, there's a glimmer in her eye
Abby's gotta dance
She'll be gone all night, but her Mama don't care
There ain't no question; who, what or where
She's gotta dance umhmm
Well, at 23rd and Penn she's a at it again
There's a guitar pickin', and it's her best friend
She's gotta dance
If there's no room on the floor, well they can just hit the door
Coz there ain't no stopping Abby when she's ready for more
She's gotta dance
I keep the car on the road and the music down low
But when Abby gets in, well it's a story told
She's gotta dance
With all the rockin' and groovin', and she can't stop movin'
Well, I try to slow it down, she says "Nothin' doin'
"I gotta dance!"