Dark Side - Polly Paulusma

Come and ask me if I wanna dance with you

I think you will

It gets cold and lonely on my dark side of the moon

The air thin and chill

Come and show me what the grey looks like when it’s blue

I think you can

You’ve got golden lips and I have got a silver spoon

We don’t need romance

'Cause I’ve danced with romeos and gigolos

Philosophers and slackers

Vagabonds and Cambridge dons

The king of cool’s heir apparent

Infidels and jezebels

And poets with no talent

But they’ve never shone on the dark side of my moon

I was thinking love was just a complicated game

You play it in the dark

No-one told me strategy was only for defense

And winners thank luck

Oh, take my hand and show me how to spin around this floor

I don’t know how

Come unlearn me everything I’ve ever learned before

I’m ready now

'Cause I’ve danced with romeos and gigolos

Philosophers and slackers

Vagabonds and Cambridge dons

The king of cool’s heir apparent

Infidels and Jezebels

And poets with no talent

But they’ve never shone on the dark side of my moon

Now that you’ve warmed me

I never, never want to be that cold again

Cold may be easy but nothing

Nothing comes of nothing in the end, in the end

Take my hand and lead me where the music is alive

I think you can

You’ve got golden lips and a whole lifetime in your eyes

We don’t need no plan

Oh, come and ask me if I want to dance with you

I think you will

And when a thousand moons have spun around this earth of ours

We’ll be dancing still

'Cause I’ve danced with romeos and gigolos

Philosophers and slackers

Vagabonds and Cambridge dons

The king of cool’s heir apparent

Infidels and Jezebels

And poets with no talent

But they’ve never shone on the dark side of my moon

No, they’ve never shone on the dark side of my moon