From here to salvador, the ladies dance
To fill us reckless sons with passions of the heart

I've been round this town for so long, she's been dancing since the first day
I've been all around but I [bad word] back to see lucy

She swings me over to pull me out,
Twirls around and I fall about, in giggles and laugher
Oh I'm plastered, can't [bad word] help it I'm sorry love

What's to falling feeling feet
Great for bouncing round these streets
They're lonely like you, are for me, to ask for a dance or two

heart of gold, and a face so pale, with a second hand dress and lips of a temptress
 [bad word] banshee, howled out at me,
The kings and queens at the clubs evolved from pubs
And two much broken heart love
Singing up the blues in locked boxed bedroom,
[bad word] bop baloo bop ta [bad word] bamboo
Are you going to take the chance
Why do you care no one plays fair
And neither do the lords of the dance

From here to Salvador, the ladies dance, to fill us reckless sons, with passions of the heart

Well it's a bang bang Anglo Saxons at the disco
tish you all fall down
Hound dogs round on the prowl
For the next young girl, who told her daddy,
“I'm going round Gemma's to learn and study
I'm young and so free and I'm kinda y
And when I'm on the floor all the boys they feel me
And old dear diary's never been a friend of mine.”

From here to Salvador, the ladies dance, to fill us reckless sons, with passions of the heart