Whoa
Another day
I take your pain away
Some people talk about ya
like they know all about ya
When you get down they doubt ya
And when you tip it on the scene
Yeah they talkin' 'bout it
'Cause they can't tip on the scene
They just talk about it
T-t-t-talkin' 'bout it
When you get elevated
They love it or they hate it
You dance up on them haters
Keep getting funky on the scene
While they jumpin' round ya
They trying to take all of your dreams
But you can't allow it
'Cause baby whether you're high or low
Whether you're high or low
You gotta tip on the tightrope
T-t-t-tip on the tightrope
Baby baby whether you're high or low
Baby whether you're high or low
You got to tip on the tightrope
Now let me see you do the tightrope
And I'm still tippin' on it
See I'm not walkin' on it
Or tryin' to run around it
This ain't no acrobatics
You either follow or you lead
Yeah I'm talkin' 'bout ya
Keep on blaming the machine
Yeah I'm talkin' bout it
T-t-t-talkin' 'bout it
I can't complain about it
I gotta keep my balance
And just keep dancin' on it
We gettin' funky on the scene
Yeah you know about it
Like a star on the screen
Watch me tip all on it
Then baby whether I'm high or low
Baby whether you're high or low
You gotta tip on the tightrope
Yeah tip on the tightrope
Baby baby whether
you're high or low
Baby whether you're high or low
Tip on the tightrope
Baby let me see your tightrope
And I'm still tippin' on it
I tip on alligators
And little rattlesnakers
But I'm another flavor
Something like a terminator
Ain't no equivocating
I fight for what I believe
Why you talkin' 'bout it
J-j-just talkin' 'bout it
Some callin' me a sinner
Some callin' me a winner
I'm callin' you to dinner
Hey you know exactly
what I mean
Yeah I'm talkin 'bout you
You can rock or you can leave
Watch me tip without you
N-n-now whether
I'm high or low
Whether I'm high or low
I'm gonna tip
on the tightrope
Mmm
Baby baby whether
I'm high or low
High or low
I got to tip
on the tightrope
Now baby
tip on the tightrope
You can't get too high
I said you can't get too low
Ha 'cause you get too high
No you'll surely be low
One two three now
Yeah
Yeah
Now shut up
Yeah
Yeah
Now put some
voodoo on it
Ladies and gentlemen
the funkiest
horn section
in Metropolis
Yeah yeah yeah oh
We call that
classy brass
I gotta keep my balance
I gotta keep my balance
I gotta
I gotta got-got-gotta
keep keep keep
somethin'
like a terminator
gotta keep keep keep
my balance
Got--got--gotta
k-keep keep
keep my balance
I gotta keep my balance
I gotta keep my balance
Do you mind
If I play
the ukulele
Just like
a little lady
You don't mind
If I play
the ukulele
Just like
a little lady
As I play
the ukulele
If I play
my ukulele
Just like
a little lady