Come on, baby, it must be fun
To be dancin' in the clear
moonlight
Otherwise, would everyone
be out on
Such a cold and windy night?
We can dance.
Throw yourself away
Holy month of may
You can dance.
Listen to the music of the
steel guitar
Don't it sound good
Hey now, nobody here tonight
came to look at you,
No, no, no
Well I bet you five dollars
that somebody starts a fire
Back in the woods, hey now
Everybody here tonight came
to boogie
Have a good time, too
Come on, baby, while the moon
is high
Kick up your heels and dance
Don't be nervous, don't be
shy
And give yourself a chance
You can dance
Kick off your shoes and lose
your blues
Pick em up, Lord, put em back
down
And around, and around, and
around, and around
If I could lose my mind
If I could throw myself away.
Marco Giunco |
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