In your morning terror of not knowing what to wear
I’ll race down to your house
Catch you standing in the bare
Why do you shiver in your clothes
When you paid for them all on your own
And I got blue-collar eyes
The union has been unkind
ohh
Now I don’t want to dance anymore
I am through
I could never ever be that guy
That’s for you to do
Now I don’t want to dance anymore
I am through
I could never ever be that guy
That’s for you to do
And When the chips off your shoulder
And your back home in your own bed
You should invite me over
I’ll show you how to write a hit
I Cant promise it will sell
But I can promise you it won’t be shit
Yes I’m an envious shrewd
But it should be me not you
Now I don’t want to dance anymore
I am through
I could never ever be that guy
That’s for you to do
Now I don’t want to dance anymore
I am through
I could never ever be that guy
That’s for you to do
And I’ve got blue-collar eyes
The union has been unkind
Yes I’m an envious shrewd
But it should be me not you
Now I don’t want to dance anymore
I am through
I could never ever be that guy
That’s for you to do
Now I don’t want to dance anymore
I am through
I could never ever be that guy
That’s for you to do
Now I don’t want to dance anymore
I don’t want to dance anymore
I don’t want to dance anymore


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