Look here
Every now and then when the moon don't glow
All us lightning bugs, we put on a show
Rear end flashin' to the beat, we know
We're zippin' to the zydeco
Gotta sing along and clap your hands
When you hear the music of a Cajun band
Can't help but love it and call me, yeah
When you're zippin' to the zydeco
Lord, have mercy
I can't control my feet
So good it hurts me
It sounds so sweet
So me and my relations flyin' high and low
Every tremble makin' where the music go
By the time we hit the corner, everyone will know
Zippin' to the zydeco
Yeah, you're right
Ooh, you're lookin' good, boo
Everybody, pick up your trumpet
If you ain't got one follow along y'all, look here
Lord, have mercy
I can't control my feet
You know I like when the trumpet hurts me
It still me, yeah, me
Every now and then when the moon don't glow
All us lightning bugs, we put on a show
Tushes are a-flashin' to the beat, we know
'Cause they're zippin' to the zydeco
Zippin' to the zydeco, uh, huh
Zippin' to the zydeco, oh yeah
Come on
There ain't nothing
Which I prefer
Oh, look at you
