Think of what you're losing
By constantly refusing to dance with me.
You'd be the idol of france with me!

And yet you stand there and shake
Your foolish head dramatic'lly.
While I wait here so ecstatic'lly
You just look and say emphatic'lly
Not this season! there's a reason!

I won't dance! don't ask me;
I won't dance! don't ask me;
I won't dance, madame, with you.
My heart won't let my feet do the things they should do!
You know what? you're lovely,