Cross The Line

When she moves on the floor
It’s like poetry in motion
A painter’s brush when stroking
I try to play it cool
But there’s something deep inside me
That makes me move
And she’s watching me
It’s like she likes me
But I don’t wanna go if I’m not invited
I don’t know why
Maybe my foolish pride
But I won’t know what she’s thinking
Till I give her a try
Somebody said
It’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
Don’t you know it’s better
It’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
I wanna go
On the floor
How do I respond
Respond if she says no
The dance of shame
We all know
Fellows' laughter in the background
That somebody can’t control
She don’t be
Be so simple
Don’t wanna talk myself out something
I was made for
Then again
She could say yes
We may end up at her place
Dancing to right up on her dress
It’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
Don’t you know it’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
You can’t let fear decide
All your life
You don’t know what’s waiting on the other side
No better time, then I’ll make your move
There’s really nothing for you to lose
Whoa, whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Someone said
It’s better when you cross the line
I wanna dance with sweet lady
It’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
I wanna d-d-d-d-d-d-d-dance
It’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
It’s better when you cross the line
Dance with you, lady
Dance with you, lady
Dance with you, lady
I wanna d-d-d-d-d-d-d-dance
Oh
Sing it with me, people