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If you're not smiling during a Bachata dance class, something is wrong! And further more, if you're not running onto the dance floor upon hearing Merengue, Jack you're dead! Here are the lyrics to a song by the great song writer and musician, Louis Jordan: Jack, You're Dead! When you've got no more assurance Than a great big hunk of lead And if you don't respond to romance Jack, you're dead!When a chick is smiling at you Even though there's nothing said If you stand there like a statue Jack, you're dead!You've been always kicking But you stubbed your toes When you ups and kicks the bucket Just like old man mose When you get no kicks from loving And you blow your top instead It's a fact that you ain't living Jack, you're dead! If you just ain't got nobody Since you've gone and lost your head Rigor Mortis has set in daddy Jack, you're dead! What's the use of having muscles When your life hangs by a thread If you ain't got no red corpuscles Jack, you're dead! You've been always kicking But you stubbed your toes When you ups and kicks the bucket Just like old man mose When you get no kicks from loving And the news begins to spread All the cats will holler, "Murder!" Jack, you're dead! All the breath is leaked out of you When your friends gather 'round the bed Look at you and say, "Don't he look natural" When that happens to you, daddy Jack, you're dead!