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Do you have pictures that Chris would use on the show? Well then, get busy! Send them to him. Click here at: submit(at)cutewithchris.com. Be sure to mention WHERE you're from. Guidelines HERE.
We can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance
Well they're no friends of mine
sorry
Posted by: joss | February 10, 2008 at 02:06 AM
Rebels been rebels since I don't know when,
and all she wants to do is dance.
I'm just a follower...
Posted by: Scotto | February 10, 2008 at 03:27 AM
Okay, I'll bite...
She's a maniac, maniac on the floor
And she's dancing like she's never danced before
Posted by: Towelie | February 10, 2008 at 04:42 AM
she's a dance dance
dance dance
dancin' machiiiiiiine
watch her get down
watch her get down
as she do do
do her thing
right on the scene
Posted by: Joyce | February 10, 2008 at 05:00 AM
All we need is music, sweet music,
There'll be music everywhere
There'll be swingin' swayin', and records playin,
Dancin' in the street
Posted by: Scott in LA | February 10, 2008 at 05:31 AM
You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen
Oh dear...
Posted by: Nic | February 10, 2008 at 06:15 AM
ok, i am scared as hell. anyone remember the video for dancing in the streets with mick jagger and david bowie? the way they sang to eachother, freaks me out! it's like jagger was gonna eat his face. wonder if he's part panda? ...thanks for the nightmares!
oh, by the way..
shake, shake, shake.
shake, shake, shake.
shake your booty, shake your booty.
Posted by: yourmom | February 10, 2008 at 06:35 AM
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin alive, stayin alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin alive.
Posted by: ithinkiatetoomuch | February 10, 2008 at 06:37 AM
we'll tango the night away,
olé!
Posted by: jacob | February 10, 2008 at 07:17 AM
I get no kick from champagne
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
So tell me why should it be true
That I get a kick out of you...
Posted by: quotagirl | February 10, 2008 at 07:26 AM
Im your private dancer
A dancer for money
I´ll do what you want me to do
Im your private dancer
A dancer money
Any old music will do
;)
Posted by: Jean | February 10, 2008 at 09:59 AM
Dancing days are here again!
My baby moves at midnight
goes right on till the dawn
My woman takes me higher
my woman keeps me warm
What you doin' on your back aah
What you doin'on your back aah?
You should be dancing, yeah
dancing, yeah!
Posted by: Mallory | February 10, 2008 at 11:10 AM
that's so freakin' cute!! :)
I love cute with chris =D
Posted by: andriia | February 10, 2008 at 11:51 AM
Must...give...in...to..trend...ahhhhh!
Got hte body of a goddess
Got eyes of a pecan brown, I see you girl
Drop it low
She coming down from the ceiling
To the floor
Yea, she know what she doing
Oh yea yea yea
She doing that right thing
yea yea yea yea yea
I need to get her over to my crib and do that night thing
I'm in love with a stripper
She popping she rolling she rolling
She climbing that pole and
I'm in love with a stripper
She tripping she playing she plaing
I'm not going nowhere girl, I'm staying
I'm in love with a stripper
I thought it just went.
By the way, somebody buy that cat a draaaaaaaaaaank. ~_^!
Posted by: NO NAME FOR YOU! (name nazi) | February 10, 2008 at 11:57 AM
When I move, you move.
Just like that?
When I move, you move.
Just like that?
When I move, you move.
Just like that?
Hell, yeah!
Hey DJ, Bring that back!
Posted by: Cin | February 10, 2008 at 12:13 PM
Please don't stop the music, music
Posted by: Spritey the Poodle | February 10, 2008 at 12:22 PM
Spritey, give in. Give in Spritey.
Do it.
Posted by: NO NAME FOR YOU! (name nazi) | February 10, 2008 at 12:27 PM
No, wait. It's Soulja Cat!
Ok, the lyrics to that song are waaaaay to pervy to post.
Have you looked them up.
Oh, God.*barf*
Posted by: NO NAME FOR YOU! (name nazi) | February 10, 2008 at 12:32 PM
watch me crank that soulja cat... super soak that towel!
Posted by: Samantha | February 10, 2008 at 12:43 PM
Milorn needs to make Pervy sing Soulja Boy.
OOOOO people! It's almost Monday!
Posted by: NO NAME FOR YOU! (name nazi) | February 10, 2008 at 12:52 PM
I mean Milord. Typo
Posted by: NO NAME FOR YOU! (name nazi) | February 10, 2008 at 12:53 PM
This was the ODDEST bunch of comments I've seen in a while. I refuse to submit any lyrics here, though it's tempting. Whoever posted Don Henley is my hero, though...hahaha.
Posted by: c h r i s s y | February 10, 2008 at 01:44 PM
All that cat needs now are some Apple Bottom Jeans and some boots.
With the fur.
The kitty-cat fur.
Or if she prefers, baggy sweatpants and reeboks with the straps.
The straps of leather...
from cat hide.
Pow.
Posted by: Cassidy | February 10, 2008 at 02:41 PM
What??? Old white wimmens can't dig on Luda and some Chicken and Beer??????
Posted by: Cin | February 10, 2008 at 05:14 PM
Heaven...
I'm in Heaven...
And my heart beats so that I can barely speak!
And I seem to find the happiness I seek,
When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek.
Posted by: AJ | February 10, 2008 at 06:03 PM