UB40 Lyrics

Album: Labour Of Love 2

Wear You To The Ball Lyrics

I`m gonna wear you to the ball tonight 

Put on your best dress tonight 

 

Did you hear what the man said baby 

Well be your best `cause this 

gonna be a musical test 

So come to school, and I take up the musical rule 

Give me soul brothers and give me soul sisters 

Come To I and maybe you can make it if you try 

So be wise and be changing, put on your best 

Because I got your musical key 

Rub it baby, I said scrub it, yeah. 

Cause I`m tougher than tough 

And that ain`t no bluff 

Maybe it`s because I`ve got the musical stuff 

 

I`m gonna make you the talk of the town 

No use wearing a frown 

Though those other guys may put you down 

I`m gonna let you wear my crown 

Though those other guys may put you down 

You`ll wear my crown 

 

Wow ! Chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow, 

chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow wow wow 

Give me soul brothers and give me soul sisters 

Don`t beg for no mercy 

Move it up, break it up! 

Tell you bout it, it`s good 

Wow! she`s got it, she`s got it, 

she`s got it, she`s got it 

 

Though those other guys may put you down 

I`m gonna let you wear my crown 

 

And we are going to have a musical ball 

So get on the ball and don`t stall, 

I beg you baby 

Wow! Tell you about it, it`s good 

 

I`m gonna wear you to the ball tonight 

Put on your best dress tonight 

 

That`s for sure 

Play brand new musical discs from 

the flick of my wrist, baby 

Wow! Tell you about it, she`s got it 

She`s got it, she`s got it Chick-a-bow, 

chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow, chick-a-bow wow wow 

 

I`m gonna wear you to the ball tonight 

Put on your best dress tonight 

 

I`m gonna make you the talk of the town 

No use wearing a frown