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Danse RusseHold on to me please,Don't you let go of me, Come on over, Roll on over, I just need to feel you breathe, Hold on to me please, Don't you let go of me, Think it over, Roll on over, I just need to feel you breathe, Into my head, is out of my mind, Then I become a day behind, And I can't help but wonder why, (that's why) That some days are the very worst case, When I cannot believe that I'm living this way, Kismet tells me it's okay And I'll guess it's just the twist of fate, There's a tiny dancer in my bed, And she never has too much to say, She reminds me of the Danse Russe, When my emotions are wounded, Her motions and movements Chase the ghosts from me, Hold on to me please, Don't you let go of me, Come on over, Roll on over, I just need to feel you breathe, Hold on to me please, Don't you let go of me, Come on over, Think it over, I just need to feel you, Quietly while you sleep, Whispering the sweetest things, Close those eyes and start the dream, Cause all this is what you mean to me, Come on over, And I'll show you, Shamrocks are an eight-leaf clover, Won't you reach up and touch my shoulder? And sing to me heavenly, Sing for the life of me, About a tiny dancer in my bed, And she never has too much to say, She reminds me of the Danse Russe, When my emotions are wounded, The motions and movements, Chase the ghosts from me, 'Cause there's a tiny dancer in my bed, And she never has too much to say, She reminds me of the Danse Russe, When my emotions are wounded, Her motions and movements, Won't you chase my ghost from me? |