I couldn't help but feel impressed and all my clothes just reek of sweat
Too see you there with that bullet head
I couldn't help but feel amused but mostly I am just confused

So tell me please what am I supposed to do?

I couldn't really stand it, 'cause I thought I heard him say:
Don't dance, don't dance, don't.

Your hair is lank, your eyes are set
Pajamas silks an epaulets but still there's something I can't quite forget
A sigh divine and pretty shoes a thousand billion stars and you could miss your man
I guess that's nothing new

Why does it knock you sideways, a voice to take control?
Don't dance, don't dance, don't.

My my you better not look beside you
My my you better not lose control
My my you better not look beside you
Oh no, oh no!

In summer do the silhouette, the foggy dream, the pirouette
I know this world will keep us strangers yet
No need to lie in bed all day, Adele says “slide down L'Astaire Way,”
I know this world will keep us far away

The pigeon-feathered angels, I never heard them say:
Don't dance, don't dance, don't dance.

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