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The Hollies
The Hollies
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Allan Clarke
Allan Clarke
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Graham Nash
Graham Nash
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Tony Hicks
Tony Hicks
Вокал
Bobby Elliott
Bobby Elliott
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Allan Clarke
Allan Clarke
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Graham Nash
Graham Nash
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Tony Hicks
Tony Hicks
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Peter Bown
Peter Bown
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Ron Richards
Ron Richards
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See the girl with cymbals on her fingers Entering through the door Ruby glistening from her navel Shimmering around the floor Bells on feet go ting a-ling a-linging Going through my head Sweat is falling just-a-like-a tear drops Running from her head Now she's dancing, going through the movements Swaying to and fro Body moving, bringing back a memory Thoughts of long ago Blood is rushing, temperature is rising Sweating from my brow Like a snake, her body fascinates me I can't look away now Stop, stop, stop all the dancing Give me time to breathe Stop, stop, stop all the dancing Or I'll have to leave Now, she's moving all around the tables Luring all in sight But I know that she cannot see me Hidden by the light Closer, closer, she is getting nearer Soon she'll be in reach As I enter into a spotlight She stands lost for speech Stop, stop, stop all the dancing Give me time to breathe Stop, stop, stop all the dancing Or I'll have to leave Stop, stop, stop all the dancing Give me time to breathe Stop, stop, stop all the dancing Or I'll have to leave Now I hold her, people are staring Don't know what to think And we struggle knocking over tables Spilling all the drinks Can't they understand that I want her? Happens every week Heavy hand upon my collar Throws me in the street Stop, stop, stop all the dancing Give me time to breathe Stop, stop, stop all the dancing Or I'll have to leave
Writer(s): Graham Nash, Alan Clarke, Tony Hicks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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