Biography:
Marshall Crenshaw (born November 11, 1953 in Detroit, Michigan) is an American singer, songwriter and guitarist. He grew up in the suburb of Berkley. Crenshaw began playing guitar at age 10 and got his first break playing John Lennon in the off-Broadway company of a musical, Beatlemania. While in New York, he recorded a single for Alan Betrock's Shake Records, Something's Gonna Happen, after which he was signed to Warner Bros. Records. Robert Gordon took Someday, Someway to #76 in 1981, and Crenshaw's version made #36 the next year.
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She Can’t Dance - Marshall Crenshaw
Intro: A
A A
Well, now baby's gone out of control
A
Body and soul
A7
She's got to cut loose living only
D
for the sound
Bm A
Of the baddest sounds around
A A
And baby's spent all of her dough
A
On countin'(?) on clothes
A7
Every look, every fashion that
D
comes on strong
Bm A
Baby just wants to belong
E E
She can't dance, she can't sing
E
But she's got to be a part of
E7 A
That pop music thing
A A
Well, now baby's only trying to lose
A
All of her blues
A7
Down in her heart
D
'cause she's only seventeen
Bm A
And she means to cause a scene
E E
She can't dance, she can't sing
E E
She can't dance, she can't sing
E7
But she's got to be a part of that
D
Bang bang, head bang music
A
She moves to the radio
C#m F#m
Every night and day I can hear her say
Bm C#m D E
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go,
A
let's go
A
Well, let's go now
Verse Solo:
/ A / A / A / A7 / D / Bm A / x2
E E
She can't dance, she can't sing
E E
She can't dance, she can't sing
E7
But she's got to be a part of that
D
Bang bang, head bang music
A
She’s glued to the radio
C#m F#m
Every night and day I can hear her say
Bm C#m D E
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go,
A
let's go
A A
Well, now baby's gone out of control
A
Body and soul
A7
She's got to cut loose living only
D
for the sound
Bm A
Of the baddest sounds around
E E
She can't dance, she can't sing
E
But she's got to be a part of
E7
That pop music thing
A
Right here in New York
A
She can't dance
(She can't dance)
She can't sing
(She can't sing)
Repeat and fade.
Intro: A
A A
Well, now baby's gone out of control
A
Body and soul
A7
She's got to cut loose living only
D
for the sound
Bm A
Of the baddest sounds around
A A
And baby's spent all of her dough
A
On countin'(?) on clothes
A7
Every look, every fashion that
D
comes on strong
Bm A
Baby just wants to belong
E E
She can't dance, she can't sing
E
But she's got to be a part of
E7 A
That pop music thing
A A
Well, now baby's only trying to lose
A
All of her blues
A7
Down in her heart
D
'cause she's only seventeen
Bm A
And she means to cause a scene
E E
She can't dance, she can't sing
E E
She can't dance, she can't sing
E7
But she's got to be a part of that
D
Bang bang, head bang music
A
She moves to the radio
C#m F#m
Every night and day I can hear her say
Bm C#m D E
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go,
A
let's go
A
Well, let's go now
Verse Solo:
/ A / A / A / A7 / D / Bm A / x2
E E
She can't dance, she can't sing
E E
She can't dance, she can't sing
E7
But she's got to be a part of that
D
Bang bang, head bang music
A
She’s glued to the radio
C#m F#m
Every night and day I can hear her say
Bm C#m D E
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go,
A
let's go
A A
Well, now baby's gone out of control
A
Body and soul
A7
She's got to cut loose living only
D
for the sound
Bm A
Of the baddest sounds around
E E
She can't dance, she can't sing
E
But she's got to be a part of
E7
That pop music thing
A
Right here in New York
A
She can't dance
(She can't dance)
She can't sing
(She can't sing)
Repeat and fade.
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