(Rod Stewart, Jorge Ben)

Friday night she's dressed to kill
Fishnet tights wearing redhigh heels
All the boys say she's cold as ice
I won't sleep until I satisfied

Keep on watching her across the room
Waiting for the band to play a faster tune
I want her number but I'm scared to ask
I wanna dance and I want her a__
Why the f___ is she ignoring me
I don't know what's wrong with me

Dance with me
She won't dance with me
Why won't she dance with me
She won't dance with me
Dance, dance, dance, dance with me, yeah
Why won't you dance with me?
Come on dance with me
Dance, dance, dance, dance with me

Here she comes floating down the street,
Sythesised eyed wearing cellophane jeans
Practiced in the art of s__uality
My tongue gets tied when I try to speak
Got a hard on honey that hurts like hell
If I don't ask her somebody else will

Dance with me,
( No, don't wanna dance with you)
Why won't you dance with me
( Why should I dance with you)
Dance, dance, dance please dance with me baby
(I won't dance with you
I won't dance with you
Why should I dance with you
I won't dance with you
Dance, dance, dance)

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