Will Young - Get Me Dancing Lyrics
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Get Me Dancing
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What Are The Lyrics For Get Me Dancing By Will Young?
There's a fire on the kerb, with the hoods and the gangs
We're talking to angels, holding our hands Could you pass me that coat? It's cold in the open Making the best of what we have chosen Wind blowing down the street Changing, change can make it better A second chance Come and dance, get me dancing Make a fire of the night Like it's our one night together, until the light comes between us Come and dance, get me dancing It's hard being alive But's it too early to go home, too early to go home All that I need is something to do A person to love, to look forward to You can wear all your best things, it's only a thought I'll wear that suit, the one you had bought Come and dance, get me dancing Make a fire of the night Like it's our one night together, until the light comes between us Come and dance, get me dancing It's hard being alive But's it too early to go home, too early to go home Gotta paint a happy face on it Now I want another, want another taste of it Looking back, I've always made such a waste of it It's too late to go home So come and dance, get me dancing Make a fire of the night Like it's our one night together, until the light comes between us Come and dance, get me dancing It's hard being alive But's it too early to go home So come and dance, get me dancing To dance, get me dancing But it too early to go home, too soon to go home |
Who Wrote Get Me Dancing By Will Young?
Laire Sarah Anderson, Francis Anthony White, James Dearness Hogarth
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