(Originally by ABBA)

You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life.
See that girl, watch that scene, digging the Dancing Queen.

Friday night and the lights are low,
Looking out for the place to go,
Where they play the right music, getting in the swing,
You came in looking for a king.
Anybody could be that guy -
The night is right and the music's high.
Where they play the rock music, everything is fine,
You're in the mood for a dance.
And when you get the chance...

You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen.
Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tambourine.

You're a teaser, you turn them on,
Set them burning and then you're gone.
Looking out for another, anyone will do,
You're in the mood for a dance.