First time that I met her
I never had a suspicion
when I loved her
she always made me feel so fine
but she'd always leave me wanting more
then I'd find myself begging
back at her back door
I'm not dancing with that bitch any more
every time I saw my face in the mirror
making love to those little white lines
I never thought I was losing control
she did my thinking for me
but baby now I know
I'm not dancing with that bitch any more
There was nothing pure
in her driven snow
Just a whiter shade of darkness
where I betrayed my shadow
She choreographed
every move I made
I’d perform for her my spastic ballet
I'm not dancing with that bitch any more
I was ready to sell my soul for her
if I could find me a buyer
I spent my friends for the lies she told
I just couldn't deny her
she had me under her thumb
my legs could move
but I couldn't run
I'm not dancing with that bitch any more.
Judge Santiago Burdon
©2016
top of page
Search
bottom of page
Comments