| Lyrics: | I Can't Dance
I can't dance.
I can't dance.
Besides, I'm two feet shorter than
the girls are.
All these dancing parties are just plain dumb.
When they asked, I should
have said, "I can't come."
There's a girl with braces,
Standing by the punch bowl and
she's making funny faces.
I guess she wants to dance.
I can't dance.
I can't
dance.
Besides I look so awful in these braces.
If that boy wants me to dance, I'll just
die.
I'm so tall, and he's about three feet high.
Ever since September,
I've been
taking dancing lessons, now I can't remember
How the heck to dance.
Pardon
me.
My name's Jeff.
And I don't mind if you are tall and skinny.
And those braces on
your teeth,
They're real neat.
Thank you for the compliment, Gee you're sweet.
Your
name is Carlotta.
I met you last summer when we went to Camp Granada.
We oughta try to
dance.
Right foot first.
Left foot next.
I think you're sposed to do it to the
music.
You don't really look so bad, just your ears.
When do you take your braces
off?
Four more years.
By the time your teeth are ready,
I'll be two feet taller, and
I'll ask you to go steady.
Then we'll dance |
