[Preamble: Ella Fitzgerald, Louis Armstrong]
Think of what you're losing by constantly refusing
To dance with me
You'd be the idol of France with me
And yet you stand there
And shake your foolish head dramatically
While wait here so ecstatically
You just look and say emphatically
Not this season, yes, there's a reason
[Chorus: Louis Armstrong]
I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, madam, with you
My heart won't let my feet do things they should do, yes
You know what, you're lovely
And so what? You're still lovely
But oh what you do to me
I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore
I feel so absolutely stumped on the floor
Yes, when you dance you're charming and you're gentle
Especially when you do the continental
But this feeling isn't purely mental
For heaven rest us! I'm not asbestos
Think of what you're losing by constantly refusing
To dance with me
You'd be the idol of France with me
And yet you stand there
And shake your foolish head dramatically
While wait here so ecstatically
You just look and say emphatically
Not this season, yes, there's a reason
[Chorus: Louis Armstrong]
I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, madam, with you
My heart won't let my feet do things they should do, yes
You know what, you're lovely
And so what? You're still lovely
But oh what you do to me
I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore
I feel so absolutely stumped on the floor
Yes, when you dance you're charming and you're gentle
Especially when you do the continental
But this feeling isn't purely mental
For heaven rest us! I'm not asbestos
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