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 my feet do things they should do.
You know what, you're lovely, you know what, sooo 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 beacoup! I know that music lead the way to romance. So if I hold you in arms I won't dance.
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 beacoup! I know that music lead the way to romance. So if I hold you in arms I won't dance.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
