Example - Girl Can't Dance lyrics
[Example - Girl Can't Dance lyrics]
Guess you're really gorgeous
Very nearly flawless
But why didn't your ma teach you to dance?
Yes, you're really gorgeous
Your arse should win awards, yes
Why didn't your ma teach you to dance?
Jennifer, skin was like cinnamon
Took her for dinner and then to the cinema
One week, still hadn't been with her
Took her out clubbing, that's when I knew
Soon as she wiggled, it all seemed familiar
Kerry and Lydia did something similar
I've heard a rule, a line you should tread
If she can't dance, she's rubbish in bed
So damn pretty girl, can you dance?
You might be witty but girl, can you dance?
I'm glad you're with me
But girl, can you dance? It's such a pity
That girl, you can't dance
You might have the chat and
The batty to match
I'm looking good when you're sat on my life
Your body is banging, I'm happy with that
But, you ain't got rhythm and that is a fact
Spilling your drink, stepping on toes
A Pussycat Doll you're not, no
Nobody's perfect, look at my lips
But, you need some lessons
In shaking your hips
You walk the walk and talk the talk
Know how to use a knife and fork
You smell just like a girl should smell
Mademoiselle by Chanel
Tick all the boxes except for one
It's pretty important cause it says a lot
The dancing box, that's where it's at
Cause if you've got rhythm
You're good in the sack
Very nearly flawless
But why didn't your ma teach you to dance?
Yes, you're really gorgeous
Your arse should win awards, yes
Why didn't your ma teach you to dance?
Jennifer, skin was like cinnamon
Took her for dinner and then to the cinema
One week, still hadn't been with her
Took her out clubbing, that's when I knew
Soon as she wiggled, it all seemed familiar
Kerry and Lydia did something similar
I've heard a rule, a line you should tread
If she can't dance, she's rubbish in bed
So damn pretty girl, can you dance?
You might be witty but girl, can you dance?
I'm glad you're with me
But girl, can you dance? It's such a pity
That girl, you can't dance
You might have the chat and
The batty to match
I'm looking good when you're sat on my life
Your body is banging, I'm happy with that
But, you ain't got rhythm and that is a fact
Spilling your drink, stepping on toes
A Pussycat Doll you're not, no
Nobody's perfect, look at my lips
But, you need some lessons
In shaking your hips
You walk the walk and talk the talk
Know how to use a knife and fork
You smell just like a girl should smell
Mademoiselle by Chanel
Tick all the boxes except for one
It's pretty important cause it says a lot
The dancing box, that's where it's at
Cause if you've got rhythm
You're good in the sack