Toby Keith - Club zydeco moon

^AmShe was a dancer at the Club Zydeco Moon ^EAn all night social house and all day sa- ^Amloon She had the face and body, the devil's own design Her ^Elips were full and sugar sweet as blackberry ^Amwine

She ^Gdanced around my table, flashin' ^Amgris-gris eyes at me ^GSwayin' to the tempo of a ^Amsqueezebox melody She reached down and snatched the folded money from my fist So ^Eeasy to give into and too hard to re- ^Amsist

^GShe did her business under- ^Amneath the candle light ^GAlways aware of Mama ^AmZuzu's watchful eye How many young boys have lost their innocence ^ETurned into old men wonderin' where their money ^Amwent

What ^Amhappened 20 years ago seem like yesterday I don't drive through that part of town, I ^Ego the other way ^Am She still dances through my bedroom every time I go to sleep To the ^Erhythm of the music that the squeezebox player ^Amkeeps

I ^Gsmell the incense burning Mama ^AmZuzu's cigarette Lou- ^Gisiana heat wave and the ^Ammidnight summer sweat Somewhere down that alley, there's an old run down saloon And she's ^Ewaiting there for me at Club Zydeco ^AmMoon

She ^Gdanced around my table, flashin' ^Amgris-gris eyes at me ^GSwayin' to the tempo of a ^Amsqueezebox melody She reached down and snatched the folded money from my fist So ^Eeasy to give into, too hard to re- ^Amsist

^AmShe was a dancer -----