[Part I]

Ever since I was a little boy
In widely tailored pants
My only aspiration was to
Be a gourd... who danced

But for what it's worth
My portly girth
Only served to make folks giggle
'Cuz the more I moved
The more I proved
All I could do was... jiggle.

I want to dance!
I want to groove!
I need to feel
The rush!
Of the wind!
Under my shoes!

I want to dance...

[Part II]

Though your only aspiration was
to be a gourd who danced

What something I never knew
That I could do
In widely tailored pants

But for what it's worth
Your portly girth
Doesn't want to make me want to giggle

Though dense when weighed
You're specially made
We love our Dr. Jiggle!

I want to dance!
I want to groove!
I need to feel
The rush!
Of the wind!
Under my shoes!

He wants to dance!
He wants to groove!
He needs to feel
The rush!
Of the wind!
Under his shoes!