Saturday, October 23, 2010

Dancefloor Beauty

You left me on the dance floor,
but I can still feel the beat.
I'll keep swayin' and I'll keep prayin'
that someone will sweep me off my feet.

Hands up in the air
like we're touching the sky.
Like a cop and robber climax,
hold em' up there, keep em' high.

With my feet on the ground
and my head in the clouds,
I just can't help
but to feel so aroused.

You've never looked
so beautiful before
out there movin'
all over the dance floor.

With your fish-nets up
and your high heels on,
baby, you look
like you belong.

Come back to me,
I'll show you how
this dance is done,
I'll make you proud.

Trust me now
like never before,
and maybe I'll show
you something more.

How this is done,
I'm not so sure
But baby, I'll try
not to lose my words.

Because you've got
me speechless now.
Let's take two steps
and turn around.

Let's start over
and try again,
because I have
messed up, my friend.

Take my hand,
lets dance again.
If you don't trust me,
at least pretend.

Because you left
for some other guy.
I thought it was just
you and I.

But alone, I stand
in the club.
As the lights
flash from above.

'Cause you left me out on the dance floor,
but I can still feel the beat.
Baby, baby, rock my world.
come on over and dance with me.

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