Dancing

Fingers dripping all over me
You got to talk and talk
I won’t tell a soul, girl, a soul
Be brave, pour out on me
I’d rather be dancing, dancing
Be dancing, dancing
Go on, go on, go on, go on
They say to open up
Are you gonna build up a bomb?
They say to avoid damnation
So try, so try, girl, come on
I’d rather be dancing, dancing
Be dancing, dancing
Go on, go on, go on, go on
There’s nothing to say at this time
Though I got some things on my mind
The lessons of closed walls of mine
Enough of you
I’d rather be dancing, dancing
Be dancing, dancing
Go on, go on, go on, go on