I won't dance, don't ask me. I won't dance, madame, with you. I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore; When you dance, you're charming and you're gentle, But this feeling isn't purely mental, For heaven rest us, I'm not asbestos. I won't dance.

I won't dance, don't ask me I won't dance madame with you I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore I feel so absolutely stumped on the floor When you dance, you're charming and you're gentle I know that music lead the way to romance My heart