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CHaving troubles telling how I feel But I cCan dance, dance, dance CCouldn't possibly tell you how I mean But I cCan dance, dance, dance So when I tCrip on my feet Look at the beat The words are,C written in the sand When I'm shCaking my hips
Look for the swing
The words areC written in the air CDance, I was a daCncer all along Dance, dance, dCance Words can never mCake up for what you do
(always the same chords, pretty easy to play!) Easy conversations, there's no such thing No I'm shy, shy, shy My hips they lie 'cause in reality I'm shy, shy, shy Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com But when I trip on my feet Look at the ground The words are written in the dust When I'm shaking my hips Look for the swing The words are written in the air Dance, I was a dancer all along Dance, dance, dance Words can never make up for what you do Dance, dance, dance