She Won’t Dance with Me/Little Queenie (Live) Rod Stewart

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Friday night she's dressed to kill
Fishnet tights wearing red high heels
All the boys say she’s cold as ice
I won't sleep until I satisfied

Keep on watching her across the room
Waiting for the band to play a faster tune
I want her number but I'm scared to ask
I wanna dance and I want her ass
Why the fuck is she ignoring me
I don’t know what's wrong with me

Dance with me
She won't dance with me
Why won't she dance with me
She won't dance with me
Dance, dance, dance, dance with me, yeah
Why won't you dance with me?
Come on dance with me
Dance, dance, dance, dance with me

Here she comes floating down the street
Synthesized eyed wearing cellophane jeans
Practiced in the art of sexuality
My tongue gets tied when I try to speak
Got a hard on honey that hurts like hell
If I don't ask her somebody else will