Girl dancing to her own world
Walt Cronin words & music
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Swayed with herself on the dance floor A bottle of beer in her hand Long scarf it hung lower with a crooked smile as she danced Her eyes were closed as she swayed there feelin’ the sounds of the band Small bar filled with people though she were alone in her dance A neat, proper man with hair gleamin’ took her around for a spin Crooked smile never left her Eyes were closed with a sweet grin Shakin’ a head full of curls as she swayed along with the band Midnight they closed their last number with a bottle of beer in her hand She were a dancer in her own world She were a dancer - a dancin’ girl She swayed with herself on the dance floor A bottle of beer in her hand Her long scarf it hung lower with a crooked smile as she danced Her eyes were closed as she swayed there feelin’ the sounds of the band Small bar filled with people though she were alone in her dance Then a neat, proper man with hair gleamin’ took her around for a spin Crooked smile never left her.. eyes were closed with a sweet grin Shakin’ a head full of curls as she swayed along with the band At midnight they closed their last number with a bottle of beer in her hand She were a dancer in her own world She were a dancer- a dancin’ girl She were a dancer in her own world She were a dancer - a dancin’ girl
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