[Verse 1]
The first of the month brings back the notion
Of a big round white dance hall and a cool summer night
Red cherry faces set black shoes in motion
To the oom-pa-pa rhthm of a German delight
[Chorus]
And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer
Take my hand to prove I was wrong
You guided me gently
Though I thought I could never
We were dancing together at the end of the song
[Verse 2]
A taught little bald man, like a German war hero
With buxom ol' matrons to a quick John Paul Jones
Drapes of crepe paper, a ball made of mirrors
Cast shiny reflections on a brass-slide trombone
[Chorus]
And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer
Take my hand to prove I was wrong
You guided me gently
Though I thought I could never
We were dancing together at the end of the song
The first of the month brings back the notion
Of a big round white dance hall and a cool summer night
Red cherry faces set black shoes in motion
To the oom-pa-pa rhthm of a German delight
[Chorus]
And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer
Take my hand to prove I was wrong
You guided me gently
Though I thought I could never
We were dancing together at the end of the song
[Verse 2]
A taught little bald man, like a German war hero
With buxom ol' matrons to a quick John Paul Jones
Drapes of crepe paper, a ball made of mirrors
Cast shiny reflections on a brass-slide trombone
[Chorus]
And I tried hard to tell you I was no kinda dancer
Take my hand to prove I was wrong
You guided me gently
Though I thought I could never
We were dancing together at the end of the song
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