Dancing in Bed Songtext
von Gary Kemp
Dancing in Bed Songtext
She hoped for more and wanted nothing less
She placed her heart on a changing of address
A new approach, a nouvelle amour
Anticipation of what might be in store
She meditated all that she could
Her tarot was good
Within a week it was all a mess
How wrong he was she just couldn′t overstress
To be alone was now her choice instead
She's better off without him and
Oh, now she′s dancing in bed
Oh, now she's dancing in bed
He took the job on a plan, not a whim
He felt this might be the one that suited him
He did the prep, he made notes galore
An affirmation helped him up and out the door
"Commuting's not a barrel of fun
Hi, there Mo, he′s the one"
Within a week it was all a mess
How wrong it was he just couldn′t overstress
A new guitar was bought in custom red
He's moved out of the office and
Oh, now he′s dancing in bed
And now she's turning up the radio
For the music that she makes in her head
And he′s not working like he used to, no
He's got more to do just dancing in bed
She wrote some words and the stories were good
She sent them off to some guy in Cricklewood
He had a tune with a basic hook
A confirmation of the working choice he took
He dedicated all of his time
To channel her rhyme
Within a week they were writing more
One or two of them had turned into a score
Within a month they were making bread
Their music was forever and
Oh, now they′re dancing in bed
Oh, now they're dancing in bed
Oh, now they're dancing in bed
Oh, yes, they′re dancing
Oh, now they′re dancing in bed
Oh, now they're dancing
She placed her heart on a changing of address
A new approach, a nouvelle amour
Anticipation of what might be in store
She meditated all that she could
Her tarot was good
Within a week it was all a mess
How wrong he was she just couldn′t overstress
To be alone was now her choice instead
She's better off without him and
Oh, now she′s dancing in bed
Oh, now she's dancing in bed
He took the job on a plan, not a whim
He felt this might be the one that suited him
He did the prep, he made notes galore
An affirmation helped him up and out the door
"Commuting's not a barrel of fun
Hi, there Mo, he′s the one"
Within a week it was all a mess
How wrong it was he just couldn′t overstress
A new guitar was bought in custom red
He's moved out of the office and
Oh, now he′s dancing in bed
And now she's turning up the radio
For the music that she makes in her head
And he′s not working like he used to, no
He's got more to do just dancing in bed
She wrote some words and the stories were good
She sent them off to some guy in Cricklewood
He had a tune with a basic hook
A confirmation of the working choice he took
He dedicated all of his time
To channel her rhyme
Within a week they were writing more
One or two of them had turned into a score
Within a month they were making bread
Their music was forever and
Oh, now they′re dancing in bed
Oh, now they're dancing in bed
Oh, now they're dancing in bed
Oh, yes, they′re dancing
Oh, now they′re dancing in bed
Oh, now they're dancing
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