Another Friday night, kitchen on ten Spinning you around and you lean in You whisper, "Don't stop dancin' with me" Lookin' in your eyes without missing a beat
When seven Spanish angels come to carry me home The steel stops cryin' and the fiddle's all gone When Texas runs outta Strait and Memphis ain't playing the blues That's the day I stop dancin' with you
Till the record don't turn and the two don't step I'll be in your arms every chance I get I'll be hanging on you like a neon moon Till California skies run outta blue
When seven Spanish angels come to carry me home The steel stops cryin' and the fiddle's all gone When Texas runs outta Strait and Memphis ain't playing the blues That's the day I stop dancin' with you
Baby, all I wanna do Is dance through this life with you, oh
When seven Spanish angels come to carry me home The steel stops cryin' and the fiddle's all gone When Texas runs outta Strait and Memphis ain't playing the blues That's the day I stop dancin' with you
When Heaven gets another pair of boots That's the day I stop dancin' with you The day I stop dancin', babyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
