Until This Song Ends
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Clockwise that volume dial,
cut some holes in this lampshade,
I want to see the laughter that follows,
When I'm dancing,
all around the circlular table,
add a leaf and give me a few partners.
This ain't no square dance,
so bring your round ass up this way,
but mind the ceiling fan,
that's spinning so.
We are so spun,
you could probably make us into a sweater,
drop outter layers,
and for heaven's sake raise a glass,
allow me to slur a few words.
Guaranteed someone will try to sing along,
with the wrong verse,
call me the wrong name,
but kiss me anyway,
I want to make up for letting you forget.
Don't catch me,
if I'm falling,
but take my place as the spectacle,
beyond reasonable recognition.
But don't mistake this for indulgence,
I know exactly what I'm doing,
at least,
until this song ends.
cut some holes in this lampshade,
I want to see the laughter that follows,
When I'm dancing,
all around the circlular table,
add a leaf and give me a few partners.
This ain't no square dance,
so bring your round ass up this way,
but mind the ceiling fan,
that's spinning so.
We are so spun,
you could probably make us into a sweater,
drop outter layers,
and for heaven's sake raise a glass,
allow me to slur a few words.
Guaranteed someone will try to sing along,
with the wrong verse,
call me the wrong name,
but kiss me anyway,
I want to make up for letting you forget.
Don't catch me,
if I'm falling,
but take my place as the spectacle,
beyond reasonable recognition.
But don't mistake this for indulgence,
I know exactly what I'm doing,
at least,
until this song ends.