smoking the cigarettes more than I should my hands wont stop shaking and that can't be good but I wont forget you if I only could think about anything else slow dance at the end of the night everyone's looking who cares if it's right head on my chest, I held you so tight I don't care what they have to say I think we're to drunk to kept step in time but we held fast and we made it through fine hell you smiled a lot hell you smiled a lot slow it down chairs on the tables, there mopping the floor were still dancing just like before you held me tight ah.. You held me tight the light from the disco ball surrounds us in stars and I look like trouble right from the start you told me so hell.. You told me so smoking the cigarettes more than I should my hands wont stop shacking and that can't be good and I wont forget you, if I only could think about anything else the last slow dance didn't last very long so now I guess we'll be moving on well it was nice god damn, it was nice C...