(Brooker / Fisher) 

My band was playing at a club just down the road 
The room was hot and they were dancing' toe to toe 
When in the corner - I saw a lonely face 
Turnin' down the suitors - the music weren't her taste 

Play some 
Play something to make me move 
Sing some 
Sing a song let's change the mood 

Upon the stage guitar and saxophone 
They kept on wailin' windin' up the song 
The drummer laying right back on the beat 
But still that girl stayed right back on her seat 

Play some 
Play something to make me move 
Sing some 
Sing a song to change the mood 

Is this what you're saying 
That somehow we're failing 
You speak for us all but tell me how 
It needs all the soul that's 
Deep down inside us 
I hear what you're saying now 

I stopped the singing let the band take up the beat 
And fought a passage thru' the crowd up to hear seat 
I took her hands in mine and drew her to the floor 
We'd found the one thing that we'd both been looking for 

Play some 
Play something to make me move 
Sing some 
Sing some more you've changed the mood