Little Joy - Don’t Watch Me Dancing
Margarita has a strange appeal
Sways between suitors on a broken heel
Of course her desires they always mistook
She’d rather’ve been scarred than be scarred with love
In conversation she’d often contend
Costumes builds customs that involve dead-ends
If she found her courage in a change of scene
This Sunday social would be short it’s queen
All her best years spent distracted
By these tired re-enactments
With the right step she would try her chances
Somewhere else
There he is a step outside her view
Reciting the words he hoped she might pursue
Night upon night, a faithful light at shore
If he’d only convince his legs across the floor
“Please, don’t watch me dancing
Oh no, don’t watch me dancing…”
Something changes when she glances
Enough to teach you what romance is
With the right step they try their chances
Somewhere else
(Source: smallestmanonearth, via little-binki-deactivated2011121)
