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When I went dancing |
| When I went dancing, all the world was grand, But the grandest of all was the guy who did a headstand. There were pretzels and swinging and turning and twisting, Sliding of shoes, side-stepping, and lifting. |
| The band was grand too, refined, and what's more I could hear their playing, before I even entered the door. Their music made me want to dance across the floor, I was so inspired to move, that the next day I was sore. And I haven't yet begun to talk about the clothes the dancers wore! |
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sacques, in Zuitsuits, in flappers and pinstripes Wearing pleated yokes, and tailcoats and hats of all types, Were dancers, oh how they danced and even shook, I was so very amazed that it made me twice look. |
| That evening I learned to do this certain type of dance. It spun 'round and 'round, left my head in a trance. They call it something curious, goes by the name Lindy Hop Going 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 but not stop. |
| Oh no never stop until the song is all through, Till you've worn out your shirt, and your pants, and right shoe, Till you've discovered how to move in a way you never knew! Oh no never stop till you feel like you flew! |
| For this dance can make you the happiest one, Until, that is, you discover the magical Charleston; Where you step forward and forward, then back and then down You'll surely know you've had a great night on the town. |
| Going back to the clothes, did I mention the Trousers The knickers, the tweed cloth, all made me go "Wowsers!" I was glued to dresses and suit bodices, which alike were worn loose, I thought I couldn't take anymore! "Please," I prayed, "can we please have a truce?!" |
| Oh the stories I could tell you, oh much, much, much more, And all of it happened before I even walked out the door. But I will stop here hoping that for you, my words have meaning I offer my dance advice, try the granddaddy of them all: |
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Swing! |
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