Our Dance Wax Tailor

It's a story, but that's why I'm here to tell you stories, so picture the scene

Let's begin

The turn of the day
When all music fools come out to play
Until the drunk turn of night

So many stories to hear
So many cheeks to greet
And beautiful faces unseen

So many stories to hear
So many cheeks to greet
And beautiful faces unseen

What they were building? No one could say

Ha! Ha! Ha!
Ha! Ha! Ha!
Ha! Ha! Ha!
Ha! Ha! Ha!

At the turn of the night
We all wonder and chuckle in the lights
Until every floor is sought through