I won't dance, I won't dance, I won't dance, I won't dance
Think of what you're losing by constantly refusing to dance with me You'd be the idol of France with me And yet you stand there and shake your foolish head dramatically While I wait here so ecstatically You just look and say emphatically;
Not this season, there's a reason I won't dance, don't ask me I won't dance, don't ask me I won't dance monsieur with you My heart won't let me feet do things that they should do
You know what, you're lovely And so what, you're so lovely But oh, what you do to me I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore I feel so absolutely stumped on the floor
When you dance, you're charming and you're gentle Specially when you do The Continental But this feeling isn't purely mental For heaven rest us, I'm not asbestos
And that's why I won't dance, why should I? I won't dance, how could I? I won't dance, merci beaucoup I know that music lead the way to romance So if I hold you in my arms, I won't dance
I won't dance, I won't dance, I won't dance, I won't danceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
