Please Dance With Me
I saw her out of the conor of my eye.
She was just standing there.
Beaitful flowing hair.
Bright red dress.
I strolled over any as if she wanted to dance.
She accepted wwith a big smile.
So we danced the night away.
When we finished I took her over to the bar.
And brough her a drink.
And we talked aand talked.
at the end of the night Iasked her out.
She was the nicest woment there.
It was a nice night.
And I am seeing her again.
2003
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