Not the waltz for me, nor a foxtrot
Tonight I dance the dance of a child
Everything seems to be going my way
I'm letting my hair down and my feet jitter wild
With music turned up I am expressing
All that is in me is true and alive
My senses are swelled with the rhythm
And frenetic movement is hard to deprive
The beat bounces loud in my eardrum
My happy heart pumps at a spiritoso rate
Feeling dizzy and drunk on emotion
A question of my sanity is open for debate