Dance with me my old friend once before we go Let's pretend 

this song won't end and we never have to go home and we'll 

dance among the chandeliers And nothing matters when we're 

dancing In tat or tatters you're entrancing Be we in Paris 

or in Lansing nothing matters when we're dancing You've never been 

more beautiful your eyes like two full moons than here in this 

poor old dancehall among the dreadful tunes the awful songs 

we don't even hear...