Sally Can’t Dance [Live in Italy] Lou Reed

Sally dances on the floor
She says that she can't do it anymore
She walks down St. Marks Place
And eats natural food at my place

Now Sally can't dance no more
She can't get off of the floor
Sally can't dance no more
They found her in the trunk of a Ford
Ooohhh, she can't dance no more

Sally is loosing her face
She lives on St. Marks Place
In a rent-controlled apartment, eighty dollars a month
She has lots of fun, she has lots of fun, but

Sally can't dance no more, ooohhh
Sally can't dance no more
She took too much meth and can't get off the floor
Now Sally, she can't dance no more

She was the first girl in the neighborhood
To wear tied-dyed pants, ah, like she should
She was the first girl that I ever seen
That had flowers painted on her jeans
She was the first girl in her neighborhood
Who got raped on Tompkins Square, real good
Now she wears a sword, like Napoleon
And she kills the boys and acts like a son