Two Left Feet
I don't want to dance Daddy
you'll step on my feet
I haven't any um-pa-pa
dancing's not my treat.
If I could stand on your shoes Dad
then we'd slide cross the floor
I'd know we'd do it, oh so right,
and Mother would adore.
I don't want to dance my Dear
you'll step on my feet.
we haven't any um-pa-pa
dancing's not my treat
Oh Daddy said our little girl child
can I stand on your shoes
I can not dance a lick you see
and Baby has the blues.
Fifty years have come and gone
stepping on my feet,
on starlit nights in our bedroom
your feet make mine complete.
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