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free cee TAKE A SPIN IN CRINOLIN another song for a singer and temptress

To all of you who read the first song, I thank you-and to those of you who went to CJBELL.NET I thank you exponentially
  TAKE A SPIN IN CRINOLINE

Do you tango?
Do you dance a lot, 
my Sir Lancelot?
Do you cha-cha?
And like me you sure are hot

Do you mambo?
Do you Lindy Hop?
Do you slow dance?
And does dancing make your champagne pop?

Do you rumba?
Do you shake your butt about?
Do you do the twist?
Now does it make you scream and shout?

This girl must dance as she must breathe
A two step done from two steps away
A breath apart and ready to dance
Wanting to wiggle and set to sway

Does the band believe in you,
The way that it does me?
Is the music your only muse,
And does the music make you free?

So again I ask you……
Do you tango?
Do you dance a lot, 
my Sir Lancelot?
Do you cha-cha?
And like me are you hot?
And just like me, baby, are you hot?
    CHANGE MELODY
So do you want to quick step, Mister?
With me in silk and crinoline
Don’t peek under my dress demure
As you watch me begin to spin
 
We can rumba and drink some rum
We can ch-ch-chance a cha-cha or two
Put your hands forcefully around my waist
Because Mister, I’m ready to dance with you

You can lead and lead me anywhere
Places you may have seen before
Like to the bar and back again
But I won’t leave this here dance floor
No I won’t leave this here dance floor

Do you tango with your cheek near mine
And lips so close we share one taste
What is that Mister dancing man,
you don’t dance, oh what a woeful waste?
Yes what a woeful waste

So you don’t tango the way that I do
And your slow dance has slowed to a halt
Well Mister, the fact that you can’t dance
alas honey, that ain’t this young chick’s fault

No baby, that ain’t none of this young girl’s fault
No, that ain’t no fault of mine
But let’s not call this love to a halt
Because I said, Mister Mister, 
that just ain’t, 
that just ain’t this hot chick's  faultttttttttttt!
    © 2013   copyright PHREEPOETREE…..~free cee!~


 







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  1. Date: 7/11/2014 11:51:00 PM

    I dance in my pants yo.
  1. Date: 12/4/2013 7:57:00 AM

    I do miss you, Jeffry! A genius approaches his pen so that ingenuity is born, that's what you are; a f'ing genius. Too much, entertaining capabilities within a single man!.... I would really be happy knowing you are o.k. Come by and just cuss me out or something, Jeffry. I respect you more than anyone in this room, because of your honesty and wit! Scribe ML, a fan!
  1. Date: 3/14/2013 5:09:00 PM

    Dance, bruv? You take the lead. Lovely write, as ever. A couple of good lines in there. I like, I like, I like :)
  1. Date: 2/25/2013 2:45:00 PM

    I wanted to dance ..... it is some years since the last. - Can I get the next, Jeffry (?) ... - Beautiful poem! - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
  1. Date: 2/25/2013 2:43:00 PM

    Sensual... Nice... ME
  1. Date: 2/25/2013 10:47:00 AM

    Very nice Jeffry....dance?

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