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(Craig Bickhardt/Barry Alfonso) |
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There's room at my table, why don't you pull up a seat |
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The music's inviting but |
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I'm staying off of my feet |
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The floor's getting crowded, but |
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I don't wanna take part |
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I bet you can guess it's got something to do with my heart |
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I could sure use your company now |
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But don't be mistaking my smile |
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I'm only in between dances |
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Sitting it out for a while |
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The partners are chosen, look at them waltzing away |
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The tempo gets slower, closer and closer they sway |
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I've had my moments when |
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I could get lost in the sound |
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But when the song ended the one in my arms let me down |
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I could sure use your company now |
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But don't be mistaking my smile |
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I'm only in between dances |
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Sitting it out for a while |
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Have you been in my shoes |
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I search your eyes for signs |
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Will you remain, remember my name |
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After it's closing time |
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I could sure use your company now |
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But don't be mistaking my smile |
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I'm only in between dances |
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Sitting it out for a while |
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I'm only in between dances |
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Sitting it out for a while |
