Grabbed her by the hips and hand
Then off we went
Across the sanded floor
She said "that's not sand, it's salt
It will get worn like we did before"
I only wanna dance with you
Every time I try
We only get an hour or so
It's time to get personal
We've got these times of our lives
Lets take this time to let it show
these are ours.
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