Happiness
Tonight, I’m going to dance.
My dancing heels don’t seem to stand a chance.
I flip my hair, take my shoes off,
I worry the dark blue concrete floor will be rough.
Yet I feel no pain, and lose myself in the dance.
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Tonight, I’m going to dance.
My dancing heels don’t seem to stand a chance.
I flip my hair, take my shoes off,
I worry the dark blue concrete floor will be rough.
Yet I feel no pain, and lose myself in the dance.