Smalltown girl, so often alone Shut out of the playground and into the home Bored with her life she wants to see more She looks for a way to free herself From the prison her family built around her With high hopes of a good match
Once a week, when they meet, Dominique Locks the door, takes the key, then awkwardly, desperately Dominique dances Dominique dances Out of her time she glides through the haze He tells her stories of glamorous days and romance in the future He takes her step by step and they tango through the run down ballroom With high hopes of a good life
Once a week, when they meet, Dominique Locks the door, takes the key and gradually, gracefully Dominique dances Dominique dances
And they're dreaming when they're dancing And they're smiling when they're dancing And he loves her when they're dancing And she's happy when they're dancing
And they're dreaming when they're dancing And they're smiling when they're dancing And he loves her when they're dancing And she's happy when they're dancing
Dominique dances Dominique dances
Dominique dances Dominique dancesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
