She's standing by the DJ, she looks so sweet and shy
I swear each time I look at her, that girl gives me the eye
I wander over so nonchalant and ask the girl to dance
She looks me up, she looks me down, she says I've got no
chance
The girl won't dance with me ...
She won't dance, she won't dance with me
I cruise back slowly to the bar for just another drink
I just can't make this lady out, I need some time to think
She sneaks a look, I know she did, I'll swear I saw her
smile
I try my luck just one more time, but she don't like my
style
The girl won't dance with me ...
She won't dance, she won't dance with me
I take a trip to the men's room just to check everything's
alright
My hair's o.k., my face is clean, my jeans are zipped up
tight
Oh I sure am getting confused, 'cause I keep on getting
refused
But it's a matter of pride, so I go back inside, make my
advance and ask her to dance
The girl won't dance with me ...
She won't dance, she won't dance with me
I've lost count of the times I've asked, but I won't give
up yet
I'll get this lady on the floor and that's no idle threat
I'll wear her down with style and charm, but maybe not
tonight
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