last dance after the dance
he was cool as cool
came be in 1974
bell bottoms, long moppy hair,
just before disco.....he was cool.
she was the same bell bottoms, tank tops
long hair....with folk singer dreams,
with small town rules.
they danced in the middle of cement iron and wood
she rested on his chest.......he pushed into her
and she pushed back.....somewhere a ball shot
light dots on cement walls and on the wooden floor
magic.......she left him high and dry.....after the song
he danced his way home between shadows of street lights
and darken homes.
came be in 1974
bell bottoms, long moppy hair,
just before disco.....he was cool.
she was the same bell bottoms, tank tops
long hair....with folk singer dreams,
with small town rules.
they danced in the middle of cement iron and wood
she rested on his chest.......he pushed into her
and she pushed back.....somewhere a ball shot
light dots on cement walls and on the wooden floor
magic.......she left him high and dry.....after the song
he danced his way home between shadows of street lights
and darken homes.
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