Julian Perretta Feder Private Dancer

Shes got back, dark brown eyes She aint looking shy, dancing to my song A nice summer breeze, cant cool down Was a hundred degrees, and then her clothes fell off Hm, howd she go so low, low, low Whered she learn that Everyone came for the show But I want her to be My private dancer Yeah, yeah, yeah I wanna dance with Yeah, yeah, yeah Girl, you made it rain Whats your name Where did you go My private dancer Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah She had gone for the morn Forgot her Saint Laurent on