The first of the month Brings back the notion Of a big round white dance hall and a cool summer night Red cherry faces set black shoes in motion To the oom pa pa rythym of a German delight
And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer 'Took my hand to prove I was wrong You guided me gently Though I thought I could never We were dancing together at the end of the song
A taught little bald man Like a German war hero With buxom matrons to a quick John Paul Jones Drapes of crepe paper A ball made of mirrors Cast shiny reflections on a brass slide trombone
And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer 'Took my hand to prove I was wrong You guided me gently Though I thought I could never We were dancing together at the end of the song
A man was still dancing With his phantom partner Though the band had quit playing At the evening's end And it made me feel lucky that I had a partner to teach me the dance steps And come back again
And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer 'Took my hand to prove I was wrong You guided me gently Though I thought I could never We were dancing together at the end of the song
And I tried hard to tell you... 'Took my hand to prove I was wrong You guided me gently Though I thought I could never We were dancing together at the end of the song
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And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer 'Took my hand to prove I was wrong You guided me gently Though I thought I could never We were dancing together at the end of the song
A taught little bald man Like a German war hero With buxom matrons to a quick John Paul Jones Drapes of crepe paper A ball made of mirrors Cast shiny reflections on a brass slide trombone
And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer 'Took my hand to prove I was wrong You guided me gently Though I thought I could never We were dancing together at the end of the song
A man was still dancing With his phantom partner Though the band had quit playing At the evening's end And it made me feel lucky that I had a partner to teach me the dance steps And come back again
And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer 'Took my hand to prove I was wrong You guided me gently Though I thought I could never We were dancing together at the end of the song
And I tried hard to tell you... 'Took my hand to prove I was wrong You guided me gently Though I thought I could never We were dancing together at the end of the song
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