I'll Have To Dance With Cassie - God Help The Girl

Just another Saturday

The boys are dressed up fine

Think I’ll wait 'till half past eight

To dress myself divine

Ten thirty, I’m in rags

A slutty look accompanies my questionable gaze

Through the strobe light and the haze

Take an interest in me Why must I beg for a drink?

Too verbose

You come too close, Sir

Please step back and think

That’s the trouble

Flesh attracts the leery look

Rarely does the dream boy come along

He don’t exist

A lover with the candour of a friend

I run away

They’re playing a decent song at last

I think I’ll have to dance with Cassie

'Cause the dream boy never asked

Shuffle to the left

I kick the boy behind to make a little room

Boogie to the right

Cassie dances madly like a boxing kangaroo

Her little Joey buys the drinks

He’s in love more than he thinks

They know the dance too well

The bodies heavenly

Move around the autumn sky

With measured dignity

But my Venus and my Mars

Are set to flash

The lover will lay down his sword and swear

He don’t exist

A brother to me when the chips were down

I run away

They’re playing a decent song at last

I think I’ll have to dance with Cassie

'Cause the dream boy never asked

Shuffle to the left

I kick the boy behind to make a little room

Boogie to the right

Cassie dances madly like a boxing kangaroo

Spinnin' on the spot

Hell do I care what I look like when I feel this good

I’ll keep on dancing

I’ll keep on dancing

I’ll keep on dancing

I’ll keep on dancing

I’ll keep on dancing