Tekster: Kinks. Don't Forget to Dance.
You look out of your window into the night
Could be rain, could be snow
But it can't feel as cold as what you're feeling inside
And all of you friends are either married, vanished or just left alone
But that's no reason to just stop living
That's no excuse to just give in to a sad and lonely heart
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no
Don't forget to smile
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no
Forget it for a while
'Cause darling, darling
I bet you danced a good one in your time
And if this were a party
I'd really make sure the next one would be mine
Yes, you with the broken heart
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no
Don't forget to smile
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no
Forget it for a while
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no
Forget it for a while
You walk down the street and all the young punks whistle at you
A nice bit of old just goes to show
What you can achieve with the right attitude
As you pass them by they whisper
Their remarks one to another and you give them the eye
Even that you know that you could be their mother
You do the thing you love the most
What separates you from the rest
And what you love to do the most?
And when they ask me how you dance
I say that you dance real close
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no
Don't forget to dance
Could be rain, could be snow
But it can't feel as cold as what you're feeling inside
And all of you friends are either married, vanished or just left alone
But that's no reason to just stop living
That's no excuse to just give in to a sad and lonely heart
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no
Don't forget to smile
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no
Forget it for a while
'Cause darling, darling
I bet you danced a good one in your time
And if this were a party
I'd really make sure the next one would be mine
Yes, you with the broken heart
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no
Don't forget to smile
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no
Forget it for a while
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no
Forget it for a while
You walk down the street and all the young punks whistle at you
A nice bit of old just goes to show
What you can achieve with the right attitude
As you pass them by they whisper
Their remarks one to another and you give them the eye
Even that you know that you could be their mother
You do the thing you love the most
What separates you from the rest
And what you love to do the most?
And when they ask me how you dance
I say that you dance real close
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no
Don't forget to dance
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