Dance, Dance, Dance

　　Dance Dance Dance - Lykke Li

　　Having troubles telling how I feel

　　But I can dance, dance, dance

　　Couldn't possibly tell you how I mean

　　But I can dance, dance, dance

　　So when I trip on my feet

　　Look at the beat

　　It was all written in the sand

　　When I'm shaking my hips

　　Look for the swing

　　It was all written in the air

　　Oh, dance

　　I was a dancer all along

　　Dance, dance, dance

　　Words can never make up for what you do

　　Easy conversations, no such thing

　　No, I'm shy, shy, shy

　　My hips, they lie 'cause in reality, aye

　　I'm shy, shy, shy

　　But when I trip on my feet

　　Look at the ground

　　The words are written in the dust

　　When I'm shaking my hips

　　Look for the swing

　　The words are written in the air

　　Oh, dance

　　I was a dancer all along

　　Dance, dance, dance

　　Words can never make up for what you do

　　Oh, dance

　　I was a dancer all along

　　Dance, dance, dance

　　Words can never make up for what you do

　　Dance, dance, dance

　　Oh, I was a dancer all along

　　Dance, dance, dance

　　Words can never make up for what you do

　　Dance, dance, dance, dance

　　Dance, dance, dance, dance

　　Dance, dance, dance, dance

　　(I was a dancer all along)

　　Dance, dance, dance, dance

　　No, words can never make up for what you do

　　Dance, dance, dance, dance

　　Dance, dance, dance, dance

　　Dance, dance, dance