Sally dances on the floor She says that she can't do it anymore She just gave up her dancin' craze She eats natural food every night at my place
Well, Sally can't dance no more She can't get it off of the floor Sally can't dance no more They found her in the trunk of a Ford Yeah, she can't dance no more
No, No, No, No
Sally is loosing face She lives on St. Marks Place In a rent controlled apartment, eighty dollars a month She has lots of fun, She has lots of fun
But Sally can't dance no more Sally can't dance no more It takes too much meth to get her off of the floor And Sally can't dance no more
More, More, More
She was the first girl in our neighborhood To wear tied-dyed pants like a city girl would She was the first girl I've ever seen That had pretty flowers sewed on her jeans She was the first girl in our neighborhood To have a house in Tompkins Square, She would She wears a sword like Napoleon And she kills all the boys and acts like one
But Sally can't dance no more No, Sally can't dance no more She can't get herself off the floor You know now Sally, she can't dance no more Whoo!
Sally became a big model She moved up to Eighty and Park She had a studio apartment And that's where she used to call folk singers
Sally can't dance no more Sally can't dance no more She can't get herself off the floor You know Sally, she can't dance no more Whoo!
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