you can dance, you can jive, hav-ing the time of your life. see that girl, watch that scene, dig-in' the dan-cing queen. fri-day night and the lights are low, look-ing out for the place to go. where they play the right mu-sic, get-ting in the swing, you come in to look for a king. a-ny-bo-dy could be that guy, night is young and the mu-sic's high. with a bit of rock mu-sic, ev-ery-thing is fine, you're in the mood for a dance. and when you get the chance, you are the dan-cing queen, young and sweet, on-ly se-ven-teen. dan-cing queen, feel the beat from the tam-bour-ine, oh yeah. you can dance, you can jive, hav-ing the time of your life. oooh, see that girl, watch that scene, dig-in' the dan-cing queen. you're a tea-ser, you turn 'em on, leave them burn-ing and then you're gone. look-ing out for a-no-ther, a-ny-one will do, you're in the mood for a dance. and when you get the chance, you are the danc-ing queen, young and sweet, on-ly se-ven-teen. danc-ing queen, feel the beat from the tam-bour-ine, oh yeah. you can dance, you can jive, hav-ing the time of your life. ooooh, see that girl, watch that scene, dig-in' the danc-ing queen. dig-in' the danc-ing queen.