Turn the Beat Around Laura Branigan

[Verse 1]
Blow horns, you sure sound pretty
Your violins keep moving to the nitty-gritty
When you hear the scratch of the guitars scratching
Then you'll know that rhythm carries all the action, woah

[Chorus]
Turn the beat around
Love to hear percussion
Turn it upside down
Love to hear percussion
Love to hear it

[Verse 2]
Flute player, play your flute 'cause
I know you want to get your thing off
But you see I've made up my mind about it
It's got to be the rhythm, no doubt about it, woah-woah

[Verse 3]
And when the guitar player starts playing
That syncopated rhythm
With the scratch, scratch, scratch
Makes you wanna move your body
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And when the drums starts beating that beat
Beating out that beat with the syncopated rhythm
And the (rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat) of the drum, hey