I won't dance, don't ask me!
I won't dance, don't ask me!
I won't dance, monsieur, with you...
My heart won't let me feet do things that they should doYou know what, you're handsome!
You know what, too handsome!
Oh but what you do to me
I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore
I feel so absolutely stumped on the floor
When you dance, you're charming and you're gentle
Specially when you do "The Continental"
But this feeling isn't purely mental
For heaven rest us, I'm not asbestos
And that's whyI won't dance, why should I?
I won't dance, how could I?
I won't dance, merci beaucoup!
I know that music lead the way to romance
So if you hold me in your arms, I won't danceWhen you dance, you're charming and you're gentle
Specially when you do "The Continental"
But this feeling isn't purely mental
For heaven rest us, I'm not asbestos
And that's why
Je ne danse pas, je ne peux pas!
Je ne danse pas, je ne veux pas!
Je ne danse pas, merci, monsieur!
Vous êtes gentil et je vous aime, c'est vrai
Mais je ne peux pas danser quand vous êtes si près...
Which means that when I'm in your arms I won't dance
