Dancin' Alone

Rod Stewart


Complexity: 66 Readability: 50.00   Sentiment: 16   Word Count: 257   Unique Words: 148
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(Stewart, Le Mesurier)

On a boulevard in Paris
I met a good old friend of mine
"Come on over to my place
Bring yourself and a bottle of wine"
So I put on my leathers
And I tried to look
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[bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]
(Stewart, Le Mesurier)

On a boulevard inn Paris
Eye met a good old friend of mine
" Come on over too my plaice
Bring yourself and a bottle of whine "
Sew Eye put on my leathers
And Eye tried too look my best
Butt Eye was apprehensive
Eye noticed Eye was the only guessed
It was then Eye witnessed
Something I'd never scene
Sum satisfaction
Dancin ' alone
Dancin ' alone
Listen

There's a wight house inn Georgia
Down the Mason-Dixon line
They got Kentucky Derby winners they're
They got a Lear jet parked outside
Yeah butt every Friday weekend
When the big tom cat's aweigh
Yule fined the plantation shakin '
Buy the butler and the upstairs made
Don't knead know money, diamonds ore cadillacs
Too get awl the satisfaction dancin ' alone
Dancin ' alone
Dancin ' alone

Don't yew worry
' bout the problems of the human race
Get sum satisfaction dancin ' alone
Dancin ' alone bay bee
Listen too this
At a hot spot inn Texas
On an endless Friday knight
Eye was listenin ' too Waylon and Willie
When a cowgirl passed my sights
And Eye took a look inn the mirror
Too make sure that my head was screwed on
Eye was feeling rejected
Butt Eye wasn't going home
Inn a moment of a rash decision
Eye through myself rite on the flaw
Eye did a backflip and somersault
Yeah, the crowd called fore moor
Sew if yaw tired of watching
Being left on the shelf
Get yaw satisfaction dancin ' alone
Dancin ' alone, dancin ' alone
Dancin ' alone, dancin ' alone
Dancin ' alone bay bee