She never could dance, or be ready on time
And she'd ruin every joke, by forgetting some lines
She bought foolish surprises, she didn't care what they cost
But she never could dance, so what have I lost?
She never could sing, at least not on key
And she never, never thought about herself, but only about me
She was always too willing, too warm to my touch
But she never could dance, so I won't miss her too much
Blame it on, on the things she, she couldn't be
Blame it on, most anything, but me
She never would fight, or pout very long
Her mouth was too sweet, and her chin was too strong
She was always the lady, the best of all
But she never could dance, so I won't miss her at all
No, she never could dance, so I won't miss her at all
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh