Sally Can't Dance

Sally dances on the floor She says that she can't do it anymore She walks down St. Marks Place And eats natural food at my place Now Sally can't dance no more she can't get it off of the floor Sally can't dance no more Sally, she can't dance no more Sally is losing her face She lives on St. Marks Place In a rent-controlled apartment, eighty dollars a month She has lots of fun, she has lots of fun But, Sally can't dance no more Oh Sally she can't dance no more She went and carried on and can't get off of the floor Now Sally, oh she can't dance no more She was the first girl in the neighborhood To wear tied-dyed pants, like she should She was the first girl that I've ever seen That had flowers painted on her jeans Now she wears a sword, like Napoleon And she kills the boys and acts like a son Sally can't dance no more Sally can't dance no more Sally can't dance no more Sally, hey she can't dance no more Sally can't dance Sally can't dance She knew all the really right people She went to Les Jardins She danced with Picasso's illegitimate mistress and wore Kenneth Lane jewels, really hey, it's trash, but Sally, can't dance no more, yeah Sally, she can't dance no more, you tell 'em about it Sally can't get herself off the floor Hey, Sally, girl, she can't dance no more Sally can't dance Sally can't dance (Sally can't dance, Sally can't dance) (Sally can't dance, Sally can't dance) (Sally can't dance, Sally can't dance) (Sally can't dance, Sally can't dance)