-dance-
Collins Sestet
-dance-
The smell of sweet sweat and alcohol in the air,
Moving just like the people who dance without a care.
Here in this place that has no rules for us to follow,
We will drink, smoke, and dance until the morrow.
It doesn't matter what kind of person you show to be,
Just come over here and dance the night away with me.
Intoxicated with the lights and the drinks in your veins,
Now that we are together, not a single thought remains.
With the jazzy blues playing in the background of the bar,
You don't have to have talent, just dance, you're my star.
It doesn't matter what kind of person you show to be,
Just come over here and dance the night away with me.
Copyright © Frisk Carris | Year Posted 2016
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