DontRunMeOver

Thought I'd do a different take on the standard disco song...


You’re going out
To meet somebody
Somebody who is perfect
For you

There’s a fiction that true love waits
On those sweaty disco tiles
Don’t know why you believe it
But you do

And I
Am pretty great
In most ways that a man
Can be

Except for one...
One thing
Though I'm your Mr Right
I’ve two left feet

I can’t dance
I can’t dance
This stupid move’s the only one I know
I can’t dance
I can’t dance
I was born with legs like twigs and feet of stone
I can't dance, no
I can't dance, no
No, no, no, no


If you’re looking for
A lover
With the grace
Of a gazelle

Might I suggest
Might I suggest
That you look
Somewhere else

I can’t dance
I can’t dance
This stupid move’s the only one I know
I can’t dance
I can’t dance
I was born with legs like twigs and feet of stone
I can't dance, no
I can't dance, no
No, no, no, no



(the rhythm for the chorus looks a bit similar to the last one I posted... hmmm....)

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