(music: j.saddler lyrics: l.dukes, g.williams - from the grandmaster flash album ba-dop-boom-bang elektra 87)

Just get off the wall, lets have a ball
The 70s are gone, its the 80s yall
Grab a fly girl by the hand and ask her to dance
Cmon fellas dont be shy, just take a chance
Youll never know it might lead to romance
Cause the beat is cold stompin, itll put you in a trance
Youre so hypnotized that you stop and stare
Im steppin out of this cuase Im not with that there!
Get on the dancefloor cmon take a stand
All the girlies in the place wanna dance with you my man
Get on the floor and work it out if you can
Heres my ulterior motive, I mean my game plan
It doesnt hurt to flirt, just go ahead and chase the skirt
You cant help it, its your line of work
To get women on the floor
Its you they adore, you might as well

Chorus:
You know what time it is

Hang on party people cause here we go
Were gonna cold take the party to another plateau
But in order for us to achieve a new height
We wanna hear flash cut the beat up, aint that right
While flash is choppin the mix like an ax on wood
You gotta dance cuase the beat is finger lickin good
Throw your hands above your head and reach for a cloud
And if theres anything you want to say, say it loud
I know the bass is pumpin so hard the lights are dim
And yall are lettin me know were cold blowin the rim
Thats right , youre being served, served with a smile
And homeboy you dont like it, we can step in the aisle
Just show no shame, you know its only right
And if theres anything you want to get off, get it off tonight

Chorus

A simple puch of the fade, a little flex of the wrist
Flash whoopin the mix while Im kickin the gift
Yo like a double edge razor, the boy is nice
When he cuts, give him room, or you might get sliced
Hes too cold to hold, to hot to be stopped
This jam that we got is good to the last drop
Weather you like it or not, we rock
Yo since the day we emerged, have you heard
That it was all about a party and yo this is word
This partys rated ns for no suckers allowed
Thats the scoop, hear me troop
So dont you come here actin wild
But as you know theres always one in the crowd
You wanna party, then act like you know, can you dig it
And if you came to get ill, forget it, I aint with it

Chorus