Genesis I Cant Dance
I Can t Dance Hot sun beating down burning my feet just walking around. Hot sun making me sweat Gators getting close, hasn t got me yet I can t dance, I can t talk. Only thing about me is the way I walk. I can t dance, I can t sing I m just standing here selling everything. Blue jeans sitting on the beach, her dog s talking to me, but she s out of reach. She s got a body under that shirt, but all she wants to do is rub my face in the dirt. Cos, I can t dance, I can t talk. Only thing about me is the way I walk. I can t dance, I can t sing I m just standing here selling. Oh and checking everything is in place, you never know who s looking on. Young punk spilling beer on my shoes, fat guy s talking to me trying to steal my blues. Thick smoke, see her smiling through. I never thought so much could happen jus
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