My ass is made of velvet
My hips are made of stone
And if you really love me
You will leave me alone

I wanna go dancing
(Dancing)
In the public eye
I wanna go dancing
(Dancing)
In the public eye

The ceiling is the sky
And the rug is the leaves
And my honey fell asleep under
The Christmas tree

I wanna go dancing
(Dancing)
In the public eye
I wanna go dancing
(Dancing)
In the public eye

You undo all my clutter
Leave me alone in the flutter
I try not to be pretentious
But I always get embarrassed

I wanna go dancing
(Dancing)
In the public eye
I wanna go dancing
(Dancing)
In the public eye
I wanna go dancing
(Dancing)
In the public eye
I wanna go dancing
(Dancing)
In the public eye

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Writer(s): Greta Kline