Dance, Dance, Dance

Having troubles, telling how I feel
 But I can dance, dance, dance
 Couldn't possibly tell you how I mean
 But I can dance, dance, dance
 So when I trip on my feet
 Look at the beat
 It was all written in the sand
 When I'm shaking my hips
 Look for the swing
 It was all written in the air
 Oh, dance
 I was a dancer all along
 Dance, dance, dance
 Words can never make up for what you do
 Easy conversations, no such thing
 No, I'm shy, shy, shy
 My hips, they lie 'cause in reality, aye
 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
 Oh, dance
 I was a dancer all along
 Dance, dance, dance
 Words can never make up for what you do
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 Oh, dance
 I was a dancer all along
 Dance, dance, dance
 Words can never make up for what you do
 Dance, dance, dance
 Oh, I was a dancer all along
 Dance, dance, dance
 Words can never make up for what you do
 Dance, dance, dance, dance
 
 Dance, dance, dance, dance
 Dance, dance, dance, dance
 (I was a dancer all along)
 Dance, dance, dance, dance
 (No, words can never make up for what you do)
 Dance, dance, dance, dance
 Dance, dance, dance, dance
 Dance, dance, dance