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Genesis - I can’t dance

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Objavil/a Alex van der Volk 21.10.2007 ob 20:16 ob 20:16 pod Namenjeno tebi, Video, Zanimive stvari z neta, Šnopčki za dušo

 

Hot sun beating down burning my feet just walking around.

Hot sun making me sweat ‘Gators getting close, hasn’t got me yet

I can’t dance, I can’t talk. Only thing about me is the way I walk. I can’t dance, I can’t sing I’m just standing here selling everything.

Blue Jean’s sitting on the beach, her dog’s talking to me, but she’s out of reach.

She’s got a body under that shirt, but all she wants to do is rub my face in the dirt.

Cos, I can’t dance, I can’t talk. Only thing about me is the way I walk. I can’t dance, I can’t sing I’m just standing here selling.

Oh and checking everything is in place, you never know who’s looking on.

Young punk spilling beer on my shoes, fat guy’s talking to me trying to steal my blues.

Thick smoke, see her smiling through. I never thought so much could happen just shooting pool.

But I can’t dance, I can’t talk. The only thing about me is the way that I walk. I can’t dance, I can’t sing I’m just standing here selling

Oh and checking everything is in place You never know who’s looking on A perfect body with a perfect face - uh-huh.

No, I can’t dance, I can’t talk. The only thing about me is the way I walk. No, I can’t dance, I can’t sing I’m just standing here selling everything.

But I can walk. No I can’t dance. No no no I can’t dance No I said I can’t sing. But I can walk.

 

 
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