CRAZY DANCE

They're dancing a crazy dance
Like none I've ever known
All the shes are wearing pants
And all their bellies show.

They don't pair off anymore
Or do anything slow
You won't see much romance, or
Ladies with gents in tow.

Gals dance with gals, guys with guys
Or they go it alone
In my day that wouldn't be wise
Unless you were quite stoned.
© 2001 by Michael J. Farrand


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