I won't dance I won't dance, don't ask me When you dance, you're charming and you're gentle Especially when we do the Continental And that's why I won't dance, why should I? I won't dance, how could I? I won't dance, merci beaucoup I won't dance, Madame,

I see your true colors And that's why I love you So don't be afraid to let them show Shining through True colors are beautiful, Like a rainbow And you've taken all you can bear Just call me up Because you know I'll be there

It's the simple things in life Like the kids at home and a loving wife That you miss the most when you lose control Everything you love starts to disappear The devil takes your hand and says, no fear Have another shot, just one more beer I've been there,

I'm a nut I'm a nut I'm an acorn, small and round Lying on the cold, cold ground That is why I'm cracked you see I'm so nutty, I don't know Why the squirrels love me so I'm descended from an oak Nuts to you, and that's no joke People always step on me.

The patient mental sits and stares An idle mind that's empty, screaming Staring back Why won't they leave him, leave him alone A passive speared ritual Drive by our war ship...the hate driven envy Why won't they leave me, leave me alone Just as I am,

I'm too misty, and too much in love. You can say that you're leading me on, But it's just what I want you to do, Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost, That's why I'm following you. On my own, would I wander through this wonderland alone, Never

Why are we going on this way? Nothing's gonna break it down and build us back again So why do go back that could leave this way? Black is the soul that's led astray You're leading me to places I can never follow Just give me back my life As it all falls

That’s why I know you are the one When the rain is pouring down That’s how I know you are the one You make my whole world feel so right when it’s wrong You make my heart feel like its summer Tell me, tell me that you want me And I’ll be yours completely,

And we don't need nothing e-e-e-lse And I say to people, "that's my lady" I don't want no trust fund baby (no, I don't want me) I don't really want no trust fund baby And all we used to dream about Is getting rich and getting out Move to the nicer part

Sunday morning, I forgot my prayer I should have been happy, I still be there Something could have come and taken me away But the mainman felt Sly should be here another day That's why I got to be thankful yeah, yeah I gotta be thoughtful Ah ha thankful,