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Dancing
Stuck at a table
 With a girl who won't dance
 A blue v-neck top
 My phone in my pants
 I stare onto the dance floor
 Like I’m in a trance
 "C’mon" I say to her
 "Let's go dance"
 
 We moved onto the dance floor
 We did the cha-cha-slide
 Bodies turning in a people sea
 How our feet did glide
 Hop, stomp, turn it out
 And move it to the side,
 Oh how I learned to love to dance
 The dance the cha-cha-slide
 
 Flustered just a little
 And looking all around
 Guys dancing up on girls
 Girls hands on the ground
 I looked and looked
 Until I finally found
 A guy for me to dance with
 To twirl me around
 
 The music filled my head
 My hips felt the beat
 Bodies pressed up close
 Creating body heat
 Hips swaying hard and quick
 Firmly planted feet
 His hands lightly on my thighs
 Tapping to the beat
 
 What a rush it was
 To hard to explain
 Bodies pushed in a line
 Dancing so insane
 Mind numbing, the music
 Like hard falling rain
 How could I dance like this?
 I just cannot explain.
 
 Slowly people started to leave
 The crowd began to thin
 I had no one to dance with
 Until I saw him
 Behind the DJ booth
 Where he'd always  been
 His hair array, khaki pants
 The space between us thin
 
 Nervous though I was
 I tried to be strong
 I asked him for a dance
 For the next song
 He smiled and nodded
 And together we joined the throng
 His body up against mine
 His hands on mine so strong
 
 Minutes later the song ended
 I let out a little sigh
 But his hands didn't release me
 They stayed tight on my thighs 
 A smile spread across my face
 He wasn't saying goodbye
 I kept dancing to the beat
 Letting out a content sigh
 
 For another hour and half
 The party wore on
 My friend was trued
 She hid a small yawn
 But I wasn't at all ready
 For my boy to be gone
 The white lights were off
 And the strobe lights were on
 
 The night came to a close
 Such a sad sight to see
 Slowly walking over
 He came to dance with me
 Yet again for that night
 Was there best there could ever be
 He was the best dancer
 And all that I could see
 
 A last minute hug
 A quick last minute dance
 There I was blue v-neck top
 My phone in my jean pants
 I walked away slowly
 Stealing a quick glance
 Finally I knew
 I could really dance

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