Letras
Well, I don't care to dance
You know this, I've told you I don't dance
But the music and your beauty, well they move me, so I take you by the hands
But you'll have to lead
And so we start to move
The tonic that is mixed up with the gin
Warm within and working on my limbs, and as the room begins to spin
I'm happy to be near you
And you laugh as I stare down at my feet
Holy mother of the humble and the weak
You gently lift my chin, so I can look into your eyes
And you rebuke the bullshit and the lies
All those people who told me how to be a man
Well, I don't want to follow them any longer
So twirl me round the floor
I begin to hope
The tea lights left to gutter and to smoke
We're sweating, and we're laughing, and the band is only playing songs we know
And I think you really know me
Suddenly it's gone
The worry that has weighed upon my heart
The fear I'm undeserving of the dance that I've been yearning to take part in
The blessed invitation
And you laugh as I stare down at my feet
Holy mother of the humble and the weak
You gently lift my chin, so I can look into your eyes
And you rebuke the bullshit and the lies
All those people who told me how to be a man
Well, I don't want to follow them any longer
So twirl me round the floor