Nice to meet you, well that was fun.

We dance, I lead you, now it’s done.

Let’s trade partners, of those among.

I hope the next song is forever young.

A chance to meet you, let’s some have fun.

We dance, I lead you, more than one.

We’re faded, bartender sends me another rum.

We made it home, it feels as though I’ve won.

Singing escalates, as we elevate the run.

Things levitate, as her dress becomes undone.

She avoids my eyes as though they’re the sun.

As we leave the rest to your imagination.

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