I WANT TO DANCE
my lack of rhythm keeps me from romance because i'm a white guy who can't dance standing in the corner with cake and the punch and mrs. albert the math teacher smell the germans in the disco in leather pants they get so frisky when they dance i can't forgive them they touched you while they danced and they break-danced they can dance i could not wait to see your face that night i could not wait to smell your skin that night your corsage fell while dancing in the light i could not wait to see your face that night i'd like to dance but i don't know how and i don't have the money to buy a new set of dance shoes whenever i want i want to dance chorus: can't you see through the music any more? can't you see that a simple movement would do just fine? why don't you do that fancy dance anymore? let your belly shake while it carries your legs when you're dancing with bradley or dancing with greg or dancing with logan or dancing with ted i want to dance chorus© 1999 Bryan's Cabin Songs, ASCAP <-- back to bred mice |