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Met a ragin' Cajun down in Louisiana
And her flowered dress said her name was Hannah
In her high button shoes we do it to and fro
She said, "Do you know backwards and forwards
It's all the same just like ya say my name"

And then she shake it, I can't mistake it
It's pure poetry the way she moves ya know
Now she's shakin' for me, allons danser, petit cherie
Come on, come on, come on won't you dance for me

Oh yeah, doin' the Cajun rage
(Yeah, yeah)
We do the Cajun rage
(What you call it?)

We do the Cajun rage
(What you say?)
Doin' the Cajun rage
(Whoa, yeah)

Called the Cajun rage
Couchez fandango
That the King 'a' Tango
Now the Cajun rage

And it's incantations right across the nation
Gone from town to town, state to state
Ya just take the moves, ya get from rhythm and blues
Ya put yer one foot down back the bottom around

To that crazy sound, it get you shakin', keeps ya achin'
When ya doin' it right it's pure poetry so do it for me
Allons danser, petit cherie
Come on, come on, come on won't you dance for me

We do the Cajun rage
(What you call it?)
We do the Cajun rage
(What you say?)

Doin' the Cajun rage
(Yeah, yeah)
Put yer belly in the rumba
Doin' the Cajun rage
(Whoa, yeah)

That's a kind 'a' samba
Called the Cajun rage
No do se do, no heel and toe

Now the two-step craze has turned the page
With that new old dance called the Cajun rage
Now I'm way outta line
And I feel so fine, so fine

She said ya can't do that
In your cowboy hat
Put the hoe down, honey
Let's cut the chat, oh yeah, oh yeah

Doin' the Cajun rage
(Yeah, yeah)
We do the Cajun rage
(What you call it?)

We do the Cajun rage
(What you say?)
Doin' the Cajun rage
(Whoa, yeah)
Doin' the Cajun rage
(Yeah, yeah)

We do the Cajun rage
(What you call it?)
We do the Cajun rage
(What you say?)

Doin' the Cajun rage
(Whoa, yeah)
Couchez fandango
Dat's the kinda tango
With yer belly in the rhumba

Lotta hip shakin', boppin'
That's the kinda rockin'
That's a kind 'a' Samba
With the nude Lambatta
Ya know that's gotta
Be the Cajun rage
Met a ragin' Cajun down in Louisiana   And her flowered dress said her name was Hannah   In her high button shoes we do it to and fro   She said, "Do you know backwards and forwards   It's all the same just like ya say my name"      And then she shake it, I can't mistake it   It's pure poetry the way she moves ya know   Now she's shakin' for me, allons danser, petit cherie   Come on, come on, come on won't you dance for me      Oh yeah, doin' the Cajun rage   (Yeah, yeah)   We do the Cajun rage   (What you call it?)      We do the Cajun rage   (What you say?)   Doin' the Cajun rage   (Whoa, yeah)      Called the Cajun rage   Couchez fandango   That the King 'a' Tango   Now the Cajun rage      And it's incantations right across the nation   Gone from town to town, state to state   Ya just take the moves, ya get from rhythm and blues   Ya put yer one foot down back the bottom around      To that crazy sound, it get you shakin', keeps ya achin'   When ya doin' it right it's pure poetry so do it for me   Allons danser, petit cherie   Come on, come on, come on won't you dance for me      We do the Cajun rage   (What you call it?)   We do the Cajun rage   (What you say?)      Doin' the Cajun rage   (Yeah, yeah)   Put yer belly in the rumba   Doin' the Cajun rage   (Whoa, yeah)      That's a kind 'a' samba   Called the Cajun rage   No do se do, no heel and toe      Now the two-step craze has turned the page   With that new old dance called the Cajun rage   Now I'm way outta line   And I feel so fine, so fine      She said ya can't do that   In your cowboy hat   Put the hoe down, honey   Let's cut the chat, oh yeah, oh yeah      Doin' the Cajun rage   (Yeah, yeah)   We do the Cajun rage   (What you call it?)      We do the Cajun rage   (What you say?)   Doin' the Cajun rage   (Whoa, yeah)   Doin' the Cajun rage   (Yeah, yeah)      We do the Cajun rage   (What you call it?)   We do the Cajun rage   (What you say?)      Doin' the Cajun rage   (Whoa, yeah)   Couchez fandango   Dat's the kinda tango   With yer belly in the rhumba      Lotta hip shakin', boppin'   That's the kinda rockin'   That's a kind 'a' Samba   With the nude Lambatta   Ya know that's gotta   Be the Cajun rage
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