Dance with me my old friend 
once before we go 
Let's pretend this song won't end 
and we never have to go home 
and we'll dance among the chandeliers 
And nothing matters when we're dancing 
In tat or tatters you're entrancing 
Be we in Paris or in Lansing 
nothing matters when we're dancing 

You've never been more beautiful 
your eyes like two full moons 
As here in this poor old dancehall 
among the dreadful tunes 
the awful songs we don't even hear...