Let's take it back to high school gym class
Written on her backpack
'Jack loves Jill'

It's hard to think about that now
We were so proud


And high school sweethearts
Kissing in the front yard
Jill loves Jack

'Cause Jack's got a fast car now
But if he found out


That Jack drove an escort this would be over now

And come on, come on, come on

I'm telling everybody
Come on, get up, come on
And move your body

Bring on the romance (whoa-oh-oh)
Dance 'til you can't dance


She's staring at his brand new hi-tops
Wishing that he'd just stop
Taking on the world

His head is gonna blow up now
Don't be let down


'Cause Journey's on the tape deck
Hats off, seat back
Thirty-thousand miles

That we'll never wanna give back now
With the T-tops down


And the wind in our hair, it's the best of our lives, hands down

And come on, come on, come on

I'm telling everybody
Come on, get up, come on
And move your body

Bring on the romance (whoa-oh-oh)
Dance 'til you can't dance


And come on, come on, come on
I'm telling everybody
Come on, get up, come on

And move your body
Bring on the romance
Dance 'til you can't dance


And come on, come on, come on
I'm telling everybody

Come on, get up, come on
And move your body
Bring on the romance (whoa-oh-oh)

Dance 'til you can't dance (oh yeah)

And come on, come on, come on

I'm telling everybody
Come on, get up, come on
And move your body

Bring on the romance
Dance 'til you can't dance


Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on (Dance till you can't dance)
Come on, come on, come on (Dance till you can't dance)

Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on (We'll dance till we can't dance)
Come on, come on, come on (We'll dance till we can't dance)

Come on, come on, come on (Dance till we can't dance)
Come on, come on, come on (Dance till we can't dance