Dancing With Mr D - 2020
You're dirty
Oh, you're dirty
Well, down in the graveyard, where we have our tryst
The air smells sweet, the air smells sick
He never smiles, his mouth merely twists
The breath in my lungs feels clinging and thick
But I know his name, he's called Mr. D (Mr. D)
One of these days, he's gonna set you free (set you free)
Human skulls are hanging right 'round his neck
The palms of my hands is clammy and wet
Lord, I was dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Dancing, Lord, keep your hand off me
I'm dancing with Mr. D
Lord (with Mr. D)
Where? (With Mr. D)
And will it be poison I put in my glass?
Or will it be slow or will it be fast?
The bite of a snake, the sting of a spider
A drink of Belladonna on a Toussaint night
Hiding in a corner in New York City
Looking down a .44 in West Virginia
Well, I was dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Dancing, dancing, dancing so free
And dancing, Lord, keep your hand off me
Dancing with Mr. D, aw
With Mr. D (whoa)
With Mr. D (go where?)
With Mr. D
With Mr. D
Dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing (oh, yeah)
Lord, I was dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Dancing, Lord, keep your hand off me
Dancing with Mr. D
Lord, sing it now (with Mr. D)
Well, well
One night I was dancing with a lady in black
Wearing black silk gloves and a black silk hat
She looked at me longing with black velvet eyes
She gazed at me strange, all cunning and wise
And I saw the flesh just fall off her bones
The eyes in her skull were burning like coals
Lord, have mercy, fire and brimstone
I was dancing with Mistress D
Lord, I was dancing (dancing), dancing so free
I was dancing, dancing, dancing so free, oh
Dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Yeah, I was dancing with Mr, good God
I was dancing, dancing, Lord keep your hand off me
(Dancing, dancing) whoa, gonna get me
I was dancing, dancing with Mr. D
I was dancing, dancing
I'm dancing, dancing, wooa dancing
Lord, I was dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing
Oh, you're dirty
Well, down in the graveyard, where we have our tryst
The air smells sweet, the air smells sick
He never smiles, his mouth merely twists
The breath in my lungs feels clinging and thick
But I know his name, he's called Mr. D (Mr. D)
One of these days, he's gonna set you free (set you free)
Human skulls are hanging right 'round his neck
The palms of my hands is clammy and wet
Lord, I was dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Dancing, Lord, keep your hand off me
I'm dancing with Mr. D
Lord (with Mr. D)
Where? (With Mr. D)
And will it be poison I put in my glass?
Or will it be slow or will it be fast?
The bite of a snake, the sting of a spider
A drink of Belladonna on a Toussaint night
Hiding in a corner in New York City
Looking down a .44 in West Virginia
Well, I was dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Dancing, dancing, dancing so free
And dancing, Lord, keep your hand off me
Dancing with Mr. D, aw
With Mr. D (whoa)
With Mr. D (go where?)
With Mr. D
With Mr. D
Dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing (oh, yeah)
Lord, I was dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Dancing, Lord, keep your hand off me
Dancing with Mr. D
Lord, sing it now (with Mr. D)
Well, well
One night I was dancing with a lady in black
Wearing black silk gloves and a black silk hat
She looked at me longing with black velvet eyes
She gazed at me strange, all cunning and wise
And I saw the flesh just fall off her bones
The eyes in her skull were burning like coals
Lord, have mercy, fire and brimstone
I was dancing with Mistress D
Lord, I was dancing (dancing), dancing so free
I was dancing, dancing, dancing so free, oh
Dancing, dancing, dancing so free
Yeah, I was dancing with Mr, good God
I was dancing, dancing, Lord keep your hand off me
(Dancing, dancing) whoa, gonna get me
I was dancing, dancing with Mr. D
I was dancing, dancing
I'm dancing, dancing, wooa dancing
Lord, I was dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing
Dancing, dancing
Credits
Writer(s): Mick Jagger, Keith Richards
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