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You know, its like the high school bal. You're standing against the wall and nobody ask for you hand. It's not because you're bad looking, they just don't dare.
You don't know why it's like that. It just is and will always be
And you just accept it the way life is... but..
But what if he suddenly stand there? Asking you to dance?
Only you'r hand
Can you do other than accept?
One hand on you'r hip...
One hand that leed you'r way
He's in every girls fantasy
That man....that only man...
That will sweep her of her feet
And take her away..
But all this is just silly thoughts that I dream of When I'm wainting fore someone to ask me... "Would you like to dance?"