the locomotion

You don’t have to dance
Like Travolta
And you’re not falling apart
I want to dance
With Wendy May
But I’m falling apart
I used to stay up all night
With a certain young man
Now we’re falling apart
Falling apart
My son lives in the same town
He only rings me at Christmas
And we’re falling apart
Falling apart
You and I we’ve got nothing to be scared of
I don’t think we ever really did
We just started to believe
The things they tell you
I used to get out of my head
At The Locomotion
Now I’m falling apart
Falling apart
The mirror says to me
«Your dancing days are over boy
You’re falling apart
Falling apart!»
I washed my shirt in orange juice
And I wore it to the party
Just to make clear my intentions
You don’t have to dance…
You don’t have to dance…
You don’t have to dance…
You don’t have to dance…
You and I we’ve got nothing to be scared of
I don’t think we ever really did
You and I we’ve got nothing to be scared of
I don’t think we ever really will
Unless we start believing
The things they tell you
To make
You
Slow
Down
To make
You
Slow
Down
To make
To make you
To make you slow
To make you slow down