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Rod Stewart

Go Out Dancing

 

Go Out Dancing

(album: Vagabond Heart - 1991)


Sometimes I wonder
What this old world's coming to
Where it's all gonna end
'Cause I work all week
Try'n' to save me a dollar
But I get further in debt
But now on in
I'm gonna spend time loving
Find a baby sitter right now
Put on your red dress
High heels darling
Tonight we're going up town

We're going out dancing
We're going out dancing
We're going out dancing
Chase our blues away

I know a funny little place
Down on main street baby
Where the band will play all night long
They play some hot rock 'n' roll to fine syncopation
And a brother on the saxophone
We got one chance baby
Gotta be now or never
Yeah I know as I'm broke
We're gonna make this weekend last forever
Come on honey put on your coat

We're going out dancing
We're going out dancing
We're going out dancing
Chase our blues away

I've been loving you for seven years I won't forget
And I know it's been hard sometimes
Open up the wine let's pretend we just met

We'll get home in the morning
While the milk man's calling
And the early birds start to sing
I will roll you some breakfast
And we'll jump into bed
And we'll start all over again
So hang on tight baby
We'll go flying
Give your man a big kiss
We're gonna boogie on down
From the Bronx to Manhattan
Memories are made of this

We're going out dancing
We're going out dancing
We're going out dancing
Chase our blues away

Dancing
We're going out dancing
It may be the Bossanova
It may be the twist
It may be the Watusi
It may be the Chachacha

Just as long as we're dancing
Come on baby dancing
Take away our blues tonight
Take away my blues tonight
Just as long as we're dancing
Dancing, dancing, dancing

done

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