Hey young ladies, first we will start with, breaking your heart with, some a cappella rock and roll to take control of your body and your soul, so don't you wanna go to the disco?

Feet start tapping, fingers snapping

Your hands start clapping while we're rapping

Sorry to keep you waiting

But we have an explanation

For the situation we have an invitation

For all the party people that's in the nation

We have the best sounds and creation

Our ability to rock is no limitation

There's a lot of frustration and aggravation

With Reagan in the house there's always inflation

The Emancipation Proclamation

Didn't do a thing for segregation

Prostitutes and pushers in every location

Can't even get away and take a vacation

So we rock this beat

So you can feel it in your feet

If you want to get back to it

Then you know that we will do it

And we'll get on down

Because we have your funky sound

Your rock! (Ha-ha-ha-ha)

It don't stop! (Say what, say what)

The beat's so hot (What it does?)

It makes the popcorn pop

Everybody shakes a lot (A lot)

They can't stop (Why!)

Because we finally got (What we got, huh!)

Your rock! (Your rock, your rock, your rock)

Jump on it with!

Silver Fox at the place to be

I have a Master's Degree in rocking parties

If you want to feel free, here's my therapy

Just come with me and shake your body

I got your rock, your rock, your rock

Jump on it with!

Charlie Rock, next in line

And I'm taking this time to make you feel fine

If you ever heard it better the sun don't shine

And the grapes on the vine will not make wine

I got your rock, your rock, your rock

Jump on it with!

Larry B, you know that's me

And I'm a vital key to the harmony

So clap your hands and stop your feet

And dance to the rhythm of the mystical beat

I got your rock, your rock, your rock

Jump on it!

24-hour rhyme turnin', takin'

By now your body should be shaken

Don't fight the feeling and pretend to fake it

We have a word for it, it's called flakin'

Once you stop the dance, there'll be constant breakin'

You wake up in the morning your body's achin'

'Cause we rock that beat

And make you feel it in your feet

You still want to get right to it

And you know that we will do it

And we'll get on down

Because we have your funky sound

Your rock! (Ha-ha-ha-ha)

It don't stop! (Say what, say what)

The beat's so hot (What it does?)

It makes the popcorn pop

Everybody shakes a lot (A lot)

They can't stop (Why!)

Because we finally got (What we got, huh!)

Your rock! (Your rock, your rock, your rock)

Our sure shot forms in the way we hum

Shows everyone we're second to none

From the country to the city

Everybody wanna party with Fantasy

Silver Fox, Charlie Rock and Larry B

And we're the ones that's taking over in '83

Yes party people it's time to leave

We hope Fantasy has kept you pleased

The best that can be, we try to concede

So nothing but the best is what you receive

'Cause it's your rock! (Your rock, your rock)

We're Fantasy

We're Fantasy

We're Fantasy