Look At That Girl — Otis Redding

I saw her dancing, dancing In some old smokey place I bet I was the only one there to watch her face

All night I never saw a smile there 'Cause she didn't even try You know for just a little while there I saw a tear in her eyes

[Come on Come on baby I love to see you now Ou wi One more time baby watch me swinging, huh]

I sit and watch her on the floor I said baby, baby, baby Come on baby just dance some more

I wonder how it is to love her I toss it to her in my head The way she dance to the music She got me going out of my head

[Come on Watch One more time you fine foxy thing you Uh, yeah ]

One more time just watch she do She do this

Huh She walk the mellow-man a little bit Then she skate a little bit Then she boog a little bit Then she twist a little bit I gotta

One more time I got to see her on the floor, now, now Gotta, gotta I gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta see her now, now One more time Sweet little thing, sweet little thing, sweet little thing You sweet little Come on, watch that, yeah, yeah, yeah...