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No Dancing (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Oh i know that she
Has mad a fool of him,
Like girls have done so many nights before,
Time and time again.
Life is so strange.
I don’t know why,
But somebody,
Somebody has to cry.
There’s gonna be no dancing when they get home.

No dancing,
There’s gonna be no dancing,
There’s gonna be no dancing on my own.

Now he’s telling her
Every little thing he’s done;
Once he glanced at the jackets of some paperbacks.
Now he’s read every one.
He’s such a drag.
He’s not insane.
It’s just that everybody
Has to feel his pain.
There’s gonna be no dancing when they get home.

He’s getting down on his knees.
He finds that her brother’s not so easy to please,
After all, his nights were just a paper striptease.
She’s caught it like some disease.
If he says no dancing,
There’s gonna be no dancing on my own.

She can’t even speak to him.
He can’t face her now.
He says "even though i wanna shake your hand,
All i ever do is bow.
So know you see
How can it be?
Why can’t you give me anythin’ but sympathy?"
There’s gonna be no dancing when they get home.

No dancing,
There’s gonna be no dancing,
There’s gonna be no dancing on my own.

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No Dancing (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

There’s always some bird-dog
Snuffling, choking
Looking like you came to collect
Something you said you owed
There’s always some turtle snapping in my head
Saying you can’t just waltz in here
Acting like nothing is wrong

No dancing, no dancing, no dancing
Not while the road is racing
No dancing, no dancing, no dancing
Not while the time is chasing

There’s a poacher on the land
I recognize his hand
In the mail
He’s fogging up the glass
The bird is on the last
And here he comes

Here he comes, oh

No dancing, no dancing, no dancing
Not while the wires are showing
No dancing, no dancing, no dancing
Not while the time is flowing

There’s a poacher on the land
I recognize his hand
In the mail
He’s fogging up the glass
The bird is on the last
And here he comes

Here he comes, oh

No dancing, no dancing, no dancing
Not while the time is flowing
No dancing, no dancing, no dancing
Not while your wires are showing