Dancing Girls and Dancing Men

Dancing girls I'll make you hum, I'll pin my chest
 Dancing men it's what you know, you do your best
 And if you call me back tomorrow night
 You'll call and I'll be gone
 'Cause you know that I won't dance
 And you're knocking us all down
 Be selected and your bride will be known
 If she gets you I'll be thrown
 On your highway
 In your high
 Dancing girls could use a break I must confess
 Dancing men could do for oxygen express
 For paris in the hole
 I will not be enslaving nor bewitched
 For position how we bitched
 In condition to be hitched
 Be selective and your pride will be shown
 If you find it I'll be thrown
 On your highway
 In your high
 And if you please I may
 Escort you all the way
 Just sit you down and say
 Be thankful everyday
 For everything and pray
 For dancing girls and dancing men
 To dance
 Their lives away