Dance with me.

We'll invent a Finnish tango

and wow all the cool people

at the Copacabana, or

slide a lunar waltz under disco starlight with every

eye watching you.

A sexual Pasa Doblé

in peak hour Times Square traffic

showing New York commuters what

quick step really means as

they funeral march home.

Let's cut a jive in five

eight time to Garth Brooks on

some freaky western drug trip and

hear the applause as

you sashay a foxtrot on

their mundane front lawns.

Take my lead and

we can turn the entire bloody

world

into our dance floor.
 

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