No Dancing Tonight Songtext
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No Dancing Tonight Songtext
You′re looking fine
And the sitter has nearly arrived
Just when my baby decorates my top
With the peas and the pasta that she had just now
East London-bound
Oh, well, we were five minutes ago
I'm pretty sure the club will not allow
All the chunks in your hair and the acid smell
Hey you, where you going now? Better stay in lane, don′t dare burn out
Remember your responsibilities
Hell, yeah, you're so fly
We're so cool and relevant now
You dream of our life
We′re staying in, no dancing tonight
When did it go?
Perhaps a decade and more ago
When my dreams played out into a chaff
It all just came and then went so fucking goddamn fast
But life ain′t so bad
We need to remember sometimes
I'll stick The Ballad of Darren on
And think of Wembley before the documentary′s out
Hey you, where you going now? Better stay in line, don't step around
Remember your responsibilities
Hell yeah, we′re so fine
We're so cool and relevant now
You dream of our life
We′re staying in, no dancing tonight
Word up, we're so rad
We've just had an argument
The taste of the town
We′re staying in, no dancing tonight
Yeah
Oh yeah, let′s talk, let's talk about going out
And messing it up and just start doing stuff
Think for one sec′
There's a little baby sleeping upstairs
Think one second
While we′re driving to my Dad's in the morning
Ow, la-la
La, la-la, la, la-la
La, la-la, la, la-la
La, la-la, la, la-la
No dancing tonight (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
No dancing tonight (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
No dancing tonight (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
No dancing tonight (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
No dancing tonight (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
No dancing tonight (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
No dancing tonight (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
No dancing tonight (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
No dancing tonight
And the sitter has nearly arrived
Just when my baby decorates my top
With the peas and the pasta that she had just now
East London-bound
Oh, well, we were five minutes ago
I'm pretty sure the club will not allow
All the chunks in your hair and the acid smell
Hey you, where you going now? Better stay in lane, don′t dare burn out
Remember your responsibilities
Hell, yeah, you're so fly
We're so cool and relevant now
You dream of our life
We′re staying in, no dancing tonight
When did it go?
Perhaps a decade and more ago
When my dreams played out into a chaff
It all just came and then went so fucking goddamn fast
But life ain′t so bad
We need to remember sometimes
I'll stick The Ballad of Darren on
And think of Wembley before the documentary′s out
Hey you, where you going now? Better stay in line, don't step around
Remember your responsibilities
Hell yeah, we′re so fine
We're so cool and relevant now
You dream of our life
We′re staying in, no dancing tonight
Word up, we're so rad
We've just had an argument
The taste of the town
We′re staying in, no dancing tonight
Yeah
Oh yeah, let′s talk, let's talk about going out
And messing it up and just start doing stuff
Think for one sec′
There's a little baby sleeping upstairs
Think one second
While we′re driving to my Dad's in the morning
Ow, la-la
La, la-la, la, la-la
La, la-la, la, la-la
La, la-la, la, la-la
No dancing tonight (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
No dancing tonight (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
No dancing tonight (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
No dancing tonight (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
No dancing tonight (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
No dancing tonight (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
No dancing tonight (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
No dancing tonight (dance, dance, dance, dance, dance)
No dancing tonight
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