[Jet]

Dance #37

All it took was glance
you spin me
could it be so simple?

bop doo wop
do me again

I slip into your arms
and every care fades
and you tell me

turn the lights low,
come on turn 'em low

Hold me close
we can go anywhere
for the night

back in time
you're the song
that I play over and over

you tell me

I feel romantic
and the record change
is automatic

this old cat
this old poet
this old dreamer

Pretty baby you daze me
and craze me
and I could get comfortable

to hug a hug and kiss a kiss
so put me in the mood

kiss me and never let me go
you'll break me
so take me
and never let me go

—The Dancer of Atlanta

that sweet sax, baby...can you hear it?