Song Natalie Cole It's sand man

Please! What's the song about? In short))

Do you dig romancing?
Cop your chops a kiss
But if you dig dancing, baby, dig this
You want a new dance to do It’s Sand, Man
You’re bound to think it’s grand man
Don’t have to move from where you stand
Yes, you can do the Sand, Man
You dust up your feet to do it
Ain’t really nothing to it
This beat your feet will understand
I’m a fan do the Sand, Man
Your feet keep scraping
And scratching up such a sound,
I’m telling you Just pick your toes up and then up-down
Cause it’s the greatest for never traveling
Just standing still and graveling
Your feet will flutter like a fan
Man it’s grand man it’s Sand, Man
How’s about a little sample of sanding?
How’s about another step for demanding?
How’s about a kind of putting a hand in?
Here we go a-sanding
Count to keep score, 1,2,3,4
Then do four more
You gotta really ruffle up the floor
lemme tell you
Big, bold, broad beat brought back by Basie’s band man
But even Beethoven, Bach, and Mozart
Took in the tapping toes art
Go dig the ballet too
But man get your Sand Man, it’s Sand Man
Don’t pause
Cause Man
You do the same
I do the same
You dig it man
I dig it man
Then everybody out to better understand
You’ve got to scuffle up a sandstorm
Somewhere under your two feet
To make old feet end up feeling like new feet
Go right on man
A big raising Sand
And raising Sand man
The dance you do it grand man
Oh, digging Sand Man
And it’s grand man
But then it’s Sand Man!