dance dance dance

dance, dance, dance
words can never make up for what you do
easy conversations, there’s no such thing
no i’m shy, shy, shy
my hips they lie ’cause in reality i’m shy, shy, shy
but when I trip on my feet
look at the ground
the words are, written in the dust
when I’m shaking my hips
look for the swing
the words are written in the air

i’m so glad i can dance dance dance at work, surrounded by little hobbits who couldn’t care less if i’m clumsy.


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