Dance Hall Days

Take your baby by the hand
And make her do a high hand stand
Take your baby by the heel
And do the next thing that you feel
We were so in phase
In our dance hall days
We were cool on craze
Take your baby by the hair
And pull her close and there there there
Take your baby by the ears
And play upon her darkest fears
We were so in phase
In our dance hall days
We were cool on craze
When I, you, and everyone we knew
Could believe, do, and share in what was true
Oh, I said.
Dance Hall Days