The Rhythm

He makes a beeline for the place Where he gets his only ace Sometimes he's standing in the rain Oh, Gene Kelly's hat and cane He has the rhythm in his head He has the rhythm in his head He has the rhythm in his head He has the rhythm Sing It's chaotic at the bar B and O those sweaty drops We are all mesmerized To the thing we have inside He has the rhythm in his head He has the rhythm in his head He has the rhythm in his head He has the rhythm Sing Inside, outside, West side, East We kill the beast Your side, my side, worlds collide, yeah We kill the beast We have the rhythm in our head We have the rhythm in our head We have the rhythm in our head We have the rhythm We have the rhythm in our head We have the rhythm in our head We have the rhythm in our head We have the rhythm, sing