The Old Dancefloor

Things were amiss with you all night
You wanted a kiss, she wanted a fight
Closing at five, she's been changing her dressin'
A fashion obsession

Both of your names were on the door
You were electric on the old dancefloor
Diamond eyes, I can still hear you singing
My ears are still ringing

You better not start putting her down

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