[Instrumental 25 secs]Do you still keep paper flowers
In the bottom-drawer with your belgian lace
Taking them out every year
To watch the colours fade awayDo you still believe in fairy tales
In battlements of shining castles
Safe from the dragons
That lie beneath the hillAre you still a Russian princess
Rescued by a gipsy-dancer
To anyone who'll listen
Is that a story you still tellYou live a life of fantasy
Your diary romantic fiction
Can't you see it's hard for me
Can you see what I'm trying to say
It's a gentleman's excuse me
So I'll take one step to the side
Can you get it inside your head
I'm tired of dancingFor every one step forward
I'm taking two steps back
Can you get it inside your head
I'm tired of dancing[Instrumental 21 secs]I know you still like old-fashioned waltzes
Your reflection in the mirror that you flirt with
As you glide across the floor
But if I told you, the music's over
Would you want to hear
That your dance card, is empty
That there's no-one really there
Do you still believe in Santa Claus
There's a millionaire looking for your front door
With the key to a life
That you'd never understandAnd all I have to offer
Is the love I have, it's freely given
You'll see it's value
When you see what I'm trying to sayIt's a gentleman's excuse me
So I'll take one step to the side
Can you get it inside your head
I'm tired of dancingFor every one step forward
I'm taking two steps back
Can you get it inside your head
That for this one step forward
There's no turning back
Can you get in inside your head
I'm tired of dancingWe're Finished Dancing
