In Argentina is tango, as the football
At Cuba is mambo, sirtaki in Greece, south-Americans
If I were a good dancer, even if in the right club,
I would not make a step, a spin at the most
In the world who’s here does not count, who owns counts
If this life was a dance, it would be a cha cha cha.
Couple-dances, group-dances, group-buzzes
In fact God makes us and then he makes us pairs
Chorus: The Italian dances badly, the Italian dances badly, the Italian, the Italian, the Italian dances badly (x2) Dance! Dance! Chorus
You say I am commercial, you are wrong
I am super-commercial at the third
You seem uncomfortable, you do not dance
But you stay close to my ass
I have a lot to do, until I am on the dance floor
In this Country all goes slowly, I dance a slow
A step on the right, one on the left towards the dance floor
Like a dancer who has lost the sight
Chorus x2
Dance! Dance!
Chorus x2
Look! Look what is going on, going on
I cannot dance like the others
They all keep the time better than me, better than me
Mum, look what is going on, going on
I cannot dance like the others
They all keep the time better than me, better than me
Chorus x2
Dance! Dance!