Thursday 25 September 2014

One Sonata

 Verse 1
The girl from St Petersburg, says she wants to dance
Down on the Champs Elysee
She doesn't care now if he comes from France
As long as the orchestra plays
Verse 2
She sits in the window, dreams of romance
Longs for the diamonds and pearls
She doesn't cry, for her circumstance
Her grace is their for the world
Verse 3
She knows a man like the back of her hand
Files her nails til he's done
She don't expect you to understand
The pride she takes when it comes
Chorus
One sonata, a waltz and a fox trot
Give it all you've got
She'll dance til her feet they bleed
We stay up all night
Under the stars
One more round of beers
We'll dance and we'll laugh until there's no more tears

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