Dance with me
She won't dance with me
Why won't she dance with me
She won't dance with me
Dance, dance, dance, dance with me, yeah
Why won't you dance with me?
Come on dance with me
Dance, dance, dance, dance with me
Here she comes floating down the street,
Sythesised eyed wearing cellophane jeans
Practiced in the art of sexuality
My tongue gets tied when I try to speak
Got a hard on honey that hurts like hell
To be continued... |