| Lyrics: | Sally dances on the floor
she says that she can't do it anymore
She walks down St. Marks
Place
and eats natural food at my place
Now Sally can't dance no more
she can't get
off of the floor
Sally can't dance no more
they found her in the trunk of a Ford
ooohhh,
she can't dance no more
Sally is loosing her face
she lives on St. Marks Place
In a
rent-controlled apartment, eighty dollars a month
she has lots of fun, she has lots of fun,
but
Sally can't dance no more, ooohhh
Sally can't dance no more
She took too much
meth and can't get off the floor
now Sally, she can't dance no more
She was the first
girl in the neighborhood
to wear tied-dyed pants, ah, like she should
She was the first girl
that I ever seen
that had flowers painted on her jeans
She was the first girl in her
neighborhood
who got raped on Tompkins Square, real good
Now she wears a sword, like
Napoleon
and she kills the boys and acts like a son
Sally can't dance no more, ooohhh,
now
Sally can't dance no more
She can't get herself off the floor, ah, huh
Sally,
ooohhh, she can't dance no more
Watch this, now
Sally became a big model
she
moved up to eighties and park
She had a studio apartment
and that's where she used to ball,
folk singers
and that's where she used to ball, folk singers, but
Sally, she can't
dance no more
Sally, she can't dance no more
Sally can't get herself off of the
floor
now, Sally, she can't dance no more
(Sally can't dance)
(Sally can't
dance)
She knew all the really right people
she went to Le Jardin
She danced with
Picasso's illegitimate m |
