I don't know to dance
And you don't know how to sing
As we follow the man with the earmuffs on as he spins his silly things
You say it's nice to meet me
I say you're very small
You say I dance like a white man on a mission to be bored
But when we're finished flirting
I think that's what it's called
Your boring friend called Patience walks you square out off the floor
She said she don't like dancing
She says she'd rather talk
She Says
Really nice to meet ya
But now we're gonna leave
Cos we're not dancing sorts
But you then grab my breeches
And shove me to the floor
Tell me as I'm falling that you're howling at my door
Come show me your peaches
Show me peaches boy
I say I sure don't what Peaches is
But I'll show you every pore
Patience don't look patient
As she stamps into the storm
I'm getting texts from Peter
He says your boyfriend's at the door
Come to dinner patience
Oh you can go to hell
I get the sense the devil's
Got arrangements with this gal
So I say
Jump to the left because it's the better side
But then you jump to the night
As you shuffle out of sight
Now I'm in grief I'm in debt
I'm the nibble, you're the bite
But then you jump into my way
I always give way to the right
But you then grab my breeches
And shove me to the floor
Tell me as I'm falling that you're howling at my door
Come show me your peaches
Show me peaches boy
I say I sure don't what Peaches is
But I'll show you every pore
Come on gather round
But you then grab my breeches
And shove me to the floor
Tell me as I'm falling that you're howling at my door
Come show me your peaches
Show me peaches boy
I say I sure don't what Peaches is
But I'll show you every pore
But you then grab my breeches
And shove me to the floor
Tell me as I'm falling that you're howling at my door
Come show me your peaches
Show me peaches boy
I say I sure don't what Peaches is
But I'll show you every pore