Betty Buckley - I Won't Dance (Roberta) Lyrics
GINGER:Think of what you're losingBy constantly refusingTo dance with me.You'd be the idol of France with meAnd yet you stand thereAnd shake your foolish head rheumaticallyWhile I wait here so ecstaticallyYou just look and say emphatically:FRED:Not this season. There's a reason.I won't dance, don't ask meI won't dance, don't ask meI won't dance, Madame, with youMy heart won't let my feet do things they should doYou know what? You're lovelyGINGER:So what? I'm lovely...FRED:But oh, what you do to meI'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shoreI feel so absolutely stumped on the floorGINGER:Ah, but when you dance you're charming and you're gentleEspecially when you do The ContinentalFRED:But this feeling isn't purely mentalFor heaven rest usI'm not asbestosAnd that's why...I won't dance, why should I?I won't dance, how could I?I won't dance, merci beaucoup.I know that music leads the way to romanceAnd if I hold you in my arms... I won't dance.