I'm a victim of the way you move around and I find
How you syncopate your hips and beat the ground to the time
Leaves me wondering if here and now I'm losing my mind
Of all the girls I've seen in town oh how could you be this fine
That dancer, showed me the steps
I answered, and I did my best
If I had her, I wouldn't ask what's next
She slays me in every way
And when you leave I find in me a feeling I can't resign
To simple fears of silently devising you in my life
Cause when the curtains turned the page it hurt a lot worse than I
Would care to say in verse your work had me returning next time
That dancer, showed me the steps
I answered, and I did my best
If I had her, I wouldn't ask what's next
She slays me in every way
She smoked a cigarette and went to bed with hardly a smile
And in the sheets she wept and left herself disarmed for a while
I dreamed of every act we could have had, and every delight
I wonder what she thought of as the light would fade from her eyes
That dancer, showed me the steps
I answered, and I did my best
If I had her, I wouldn't ask what's next
She slays me in every way
That dancer