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Saturday Night Dance
Hands together, our eyes meet,
Your strong hands compared to my petite,
Wrapped round your shoulders, yours at my waist,
Looking at your crimson lips thinking how they taste,
As we move together I hold on tight,
Never letting go cos it feels so right,
Your gorgeous smile puts the spotlight on me,
Shines so bright, I become weak at the knee,
Time ticks on to 11: 15,
But the kiss on the cheek wasn’t seen.