Women of the Club
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So I fell asleep upon the open hearth.
The girl is in the wardrobe's tombs that I could count.
The dresser's fallen sideways on the bouncing fires,
To a night, a night of flight.
Another night, a night of flight.
As if the morning light would kiss the open floor.
A dance among the glitz and fame of disco walls.
I'm hoping you will have my record in the fall,
And flip a side, and dance some more.
Another side, and dance some more.
Dance for another; she's gone under, undercover.
Dance for another; she's gone under, undercover.
Oh whoa...
Oh whoa...
This light would have the day but I would have the night.
The evening breaks the frames and features of my world.
The girl upon the street just dancing for her love.
She felt alone, beneath the tone.
She felt alone, beneath the tone.
The final dance will call for wine and strings of old.
The sounds your mother danced for aren't far from home.
The timing wasn't right but will it ever be,
But a dream, of you and me?
Another dream, of you and me.
Dance for another; she's gone under, undercover.
Dance for another; she's gone under, undercover.
Oh whoa...
Oh whoa...
Oh whoa...
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