Can’t Dance

Little man steps to the tall girl
With the blonde hair and the shoes and the ballgown
Words don't come naturally, they don't fall out
Can't get 'em out
Now he's the boy with a face like a smacked arse
Now she's the girl with a smirk and a cool laugh
He would show them all if he could, but it's too hard
He just wants to shout, shout

He wants to move, but he can't, he can't dance
He wants to move, but he can't, he can't dance
He needs to move, but he can't, he can't dance
He wants to move, but he can't fuckin' dance

Jumps in the ring, not a thing's gonna stop him
Two left feet, but the beat's got him rockin' back and forth
Like a demon on his own, not a care
Lets out a scream, folds his fist in the air
Now the girl with the dress and the smirk and the laugh
Looks on with respect, with a smile and a glance
Now it's lookin' like a dance might be on the cards
That's just how her friends move in a few yards

She wants to move, but she can't, she can't dance
She wants to move, but she can't, she can't dance
She needs to move, but she can't, she can't dance
She wants to move, but she can't fuckin' dance

Yeah, she can't fuckin' dance, yeah
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

Boy and a girl and a blank space (space)
And a crowd full of people, tryna save face (save face)
Hands full of drinks and some fresh, clean clothes
And stand to the side and just strike a pose (pose)
Inhibitions loose, ready to blow
Looking on at these dance floor heroes
Feet taps and the floor rocks
Everything stops when the beat drops

They want to move, but they can't, they can't dance
They want to move, but they can't, they can't dance
They need to move, but they can't, they can't dance
They need to move, but they can't fuckin' dance

Yeah, can't fuckin' dance, yeah
Yeah, she can't fuckin' dance, yeah
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Basil Anderson, Teisha Dawn Matthews, Matthew Stephan Phelan, Justin Michael Broad, Paul Herman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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