Rod Stewart - She Won't Dance With Me / Little Queenie Lyrics
(rod stewart, jorge ben)Friday night shes dressed to killFishnet tights wearing redhigh heelsAll the boys say shes cold as iceI wont sleep until I satisfiedKeep on watching her across the roomWaiting for the band to play a faster tuneI want her number but Im scared to askI wanna dance and I want her assWhy the ***** is she ignoring meI dont know whats wrong with meDance with meShe wont dance with meWhy wont she dance with meShe wont dance with meDance, dance, dance, dance with me, yeahWhy wont you dance with me?Come on dance with meDance, dance, dance, dance with meHere she comes floating down the street,Sythesised eyed wearing cellophane jeansPracticed in the art of sexualityMy tongue gets tied when I try to speakGot a hard on honey that hurts like hellIf I dont ask her somebody else willDance with me,( no, dont wanna dance with you)Why wont you dance with me( why should I dance with you)Dance, dance, dance please dance with me baby(I wont dance with youI wont dance with youWhy should I dance with youI wont dance with youDance, dance, dance)