Lady Linn - I Don't Wanna Dance Lyrics
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I Don't Wanna Dance
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What Are The Lyrics For I Don't Wanna Dance By Lady Linn?
I don't want to dance
Dance with you baby no more I'll never do something to hurt you, though Oh but the feeling is bad The feeling is bad I love your personality But I don't want our love on show Sometimes I think it's insanity Girl the way you go With all of the guys on the corner Oh baby, you're the latest trick Oh, you seem to have their number Look they're dancing still I don't want to dance Dance with you baby no more I'll never do something to hurt you, though Oh but the feeling is bad The feeling is bad Baby now the party's over For us, so I'll be on my way Now that the things which moved me Are standing still I know it's only superstition Baby, but I won't look back Even though I feel your music Baby that is that I don't want to dance Dance with you baby no more I'll never do something to hurt you, though Oh but the feeling is bad The feeling is bad Don't want to dance Don't want to dance Don't want to dance Don't want to dance Don't want to dance Don't want to dance Don't want to dance I don't want to dance Dance with you baby no more I'll never do something to hurt you, though Oh but the feeling is bad The feeling is bad |
Who Wrote I Don't Wanna Dance By Lady Linn?
Eddy Grant
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What's The Duration Of The I Don't Wanna Dance By Lady Linn?The duration of I Don't Wanna Dance is 4:04 minutes and seconds. |
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