What's all that commotion going on?
The boy in the back on his second attack
Wants his baby back
Wants his baby back

What's all that commotion that you hear?
The girl in the back who was doing the quake
Got a belly ache
She can't concentrate

Pick up the beat, you can move like you're made out of vapor
"Catch me if you can," is what she said with her hands
Come on and take me back
Can you take her back?

When she gives you the beat and you get the shine
The world slows down and she stops on a dime
Got a number when you close your eyes like a real magician

Still she knows she'll never lose a thing
She can put you up on a shelf until she wants to pull the string
Still you know she'll never slip away
Keep time in your head, counting in your head

Slow motion
I can play with time
I can keep today but tomorrow's fine
Stop and look at the pictures rolling in your head

Slow motion
You can play with time
You can leave her today but tomorrow's fine
Stop and live in your dreams at night, rolling in your bed
Slow motion, you can stop on a dime
Slow motion, you ought to try it sometime
Take me back on another track
Take me back, take me back
Slow motion, you can pick up the beat
Slow motion, you can stop on the street
Take me back on another track
Take me back, take me back