Dan Ramström - Choreography Lyrics

If you had a ballroom in old England
And I the courage to ask for your hand
We'd both know every step

If we were peasants scaring off crows
From the fallow fields we have sown
We'd face no fork in the road

But we're neither noble nor peasantry
No familiar choreography
Burn me a mix CD
And you cook for me
Tonight

If we were pawns in a world war
Writing of battles and babies at home
We'd predict each pen stroke

But we're neither soldiers nor addresses
No familiar choreography
Burn me a mix CD
And you cook for me
Write our own dumb choreography
We may step on some toes sometimes
But dance with me
Tonight

Burn me a mix CD
Tonight
Burn me a mix CD
Tonight
Burn me a mix CD
Tonight
Burn me a mix CD
Tonight

And you cook for me
Write our own dumb choreography
We may step on some toes sometimes