The dancefloor is haunted
With dozens of ghosts in their pretty white shoes
The mess must be sorted
I'll turn their waltz into my kind of blues
I'm the queen of this court, but
There's one pair of eyes that are ruining my mood
I get what I want, but
I seem to have trouble getting you
I'll get to you
I've seen you before this
Rolling around without looking at me
You didn't notice
That I was the only thing you'd want to see
You got to me
You got to me
You got to me
The dancefloor is haunted
Just how I want it
The dancefloor is haunted
Just how I want it
The dancefloor is haunted
Just how I want it
The dancefloor is haunted
Just how I want it
The dancefloor is haunted
Just how I want it