[Verse 1]
She mesmerizes with a smile
Dark eyes as compelling as the bourbon
That girl in the canary yellow dress
Says yes
[Verse 2]
She flips a pack of cigarettes
He doesn't smoke but he takes one nonetheless
It helps to keep his motives true
Gauloise-blue
What else is the poor boy supposed to do?
[Chorus 1]
She dances like a flame
Words unheard
Eyes closed and yellow dress
Whirls and swirls
[Verse 3]
It's late, the hour's growing horns
The band seems to draw her ever closer
This girl gets right down in the groove
Woos and moves
Leads him on to where they play the blues
She mesmerizes with a smile
Dark eyes as compelling as the bourbon
That girl in the canary yellow dress
Says yes
[Verse 2]
She flips a pack of cigarettes
He doesn't smoke but he takes one nonetheless
It helps to keep his motives true
Gauloise-blue
What else is the poor boy supposed to do?
[Chorus 1]
She dances like a flame
Words unheard
Eyes closed and yellow dress
Whirls and swirls
[Verse 3]
It's late, the hour's growing horns
The band seems to draw her ever closer
This girl gets right down in the groove
Woos and moves
Leads him on to where they play the blues
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