Lyrics:
the sighing of the stars
But to the silence and distance they are sworn
Em C D
So dance dance dance
Em
Teach us to be true
feel it burn
But it makes me feel alive
Was plagued by greed, became the fiend
So the dead can now arise
We dance with the dead
Dance with the dead
Dance
I wanna dance, dance, dance
On the floor
I wanna move, move, move
Like a whore
I wanna wear that nasty dress
I wanna shake that body right
I need
a birthday dance
Today i just feel so special
Surrounded by this love and energy
Karibuni Watu WaRoho
Cheza Roho clap and stomp your feet
I gots to be
(Happy)
yourself to dance)
You're always by my side
Why, why, why? (You lose yourself to dance)
Lose yourself to dance
You're dancing in the night (you lose
it slow
Wait and see
Please don't go
No more night on my own
No more crying alone
No more wait by the phone
Baby it's you
Dance with me baby dance with
I came in here
To have a good time
With nothin' particular
On my mind
When I saw you
Sittin' there by yourself
Why don't we put a nickle
In
There's always a chance
Somebody watching might wanna make romance
Move your body
Oooh, baby, you dance all night
To the groove and feel alright
Everybody's
cry
Until tonight, when you pass by
Hand in hand with another guy
You're dressed to kill and guess who's dying
Dance away the heartache
Dance
some love (yeah)
So fellas stand on your feet (stand up yeah)
Take your girl by the hand (and walk)
And walk her to the dance floor (mmm-hmm)
hands mid back proper placement
It's only 3 am we still have more time
I saw u when u entered I knew tonight u would b mine
Took u by the hand and we
We make one, can't be our guide
I've had a little bit too much
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I love that people start to rush
Start to rush by
But as it turns
I know you've been waiting
Yeah, I've been watching you
Yeah, I know you wanna get up
Yeah, come on
Everybody come on, dance and sing
She's So Chic
(c)2014 By Tyrone Jackson-Jordan and Michael Battle
[She's So Chic
She's So Chic
She's a perfect rounded ten She's a prize hen.
She's
shit do it justice
Stand by while I bust this, you look like you does this
Come and rub my head girl, teach me how to Douglas
Do the money dance
tonight
I need you by me
Beside me to guide me
To hold me scold me
Cause when I'm bad
I'm so so bad
So let's dance (Let's dance)
The last dance (Last
to relive the past
But in the present you'll hit that
Dance floor fast
'Cause it's Chic
And that makes the jam for real
'Cause it's something that you can
I know you've been waiting
Yeah, I've been watching you
Yeah, I know you wanna get up
Yeah, come on
Everybody come on, dance and sing
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
And I really want you to get close to me
So won't you dance with me, dance
a bunch of ...
Artfags! Artfags!
Choke on this you dance-a-teria types!
You'll dance to anything by the Communards
You'll dance to anything by Book
I can feel it inside of me
A sense of purpose cursed by the weak
I try to run and hide I'm scorned like a freak trying to rip my damn soul out into
Timeless Noel
And this time we are doing it with Dance Inspector
By the name Jabidii
Odi Dance imeshika mashinani odi
Kilachote kila mtaani odi
lay racks for a little of your time/
I can tell your class by a look at those Loubs/
And what pretty lady doesn't want to match her shoes/
So tonight
The weekend's almost done, the moon is low in the sky
I feel like going out before the night passes by
I won't just sit around when life becomes
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