Sylvia Chidi

(Germany)

Let’s do the Rodeo dance


Let’s do the Rodeo dance
Take my hand in guidance
Dance to the left
Dance to the right
Stand firmly on your roots
Shake those big leather brown boots
Has anyone told you, you look cute?

Let’s do the Rodeo dance
It's time for the performance
Dance to the left
Dance to the right
Swivel those hips
Shake those legs
To the dance of substance

Enhance this dance
With some rodeo romance
Dance and romance
Go together in abundance
Yes! Dance and romance
Shall we indulge this instance?

Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi

Submitted: Saturday, February 18, 2006

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  • Gina Onyemaechi (2/18/2006 4:17:00 PM)

    Well, after reading this, I'm up for a dance or 10! Speaking of 10s...Warm regards from a jigging Gina! (Report) Reply

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