One, two, three.
She was a be-bop baby on a hot day's night.
She was hanging on,
trying to heal,
was holding on tight.
Oh, I could feel her coming from a mile away.
There was no real talking,
there was nothing to say.
Then the band began to play,
play,
and we danced like the wave on the ocean romance.
We were liars in love and we danced,
set the rate for a moment, a hot chance.
Yeah, we danced and danced and danced.
I met my be-bop baby at the Union Hall.
She
could dance all night and shake the paint off the wall.
But when I saw her smile across
a crowded room, yeah.
Well,
I knew we'd have to leave the party soon as the band began to
play out too.
Then we danced like the wave on the ocean romance.
We were liars in love
and we danced,
set the rate for a moment, a hot chance.
Yeah, we danced and danced and danced.
Yeah.
We danced.
The endless speed,
she's walking my way.
Her music fed what she says.
Are we getting too close?
Do we dare to get closer?
The room is spinning and she whispers my name.
It's like a wave on the ocean romance.
We were liars in love and we danced,
set the rate for a moment, a hot chance.
Yeah, we danced and danced and danced.
Like a wave on the ocean romance.
We were liars in love and we danced,
set the rate for a moment, a hot chance.
my hometown.
I
yeah, we
yeah yes,
Dance, dance, all
the way.