Kansas City

I drink at the ballroom One eye on the floor I leave when I'm told I walk through the door When I saw you dancing You were falling on yourself "Can I help you?" Was your answer As you grabbed me by the belt Are you ready? Are you ready? I think it's back to Kansas City Snow blind in the summer Whiteouts in the fall By the time you reached St. Louis There was no weather at all Meet you by the big top Dogs on your heels If you've got nothing to hold onto You've got nothing to steal Are you ready? Are you ready? I think it's back to Kansas City I drink at the ballroom One eye on the floor I leave when I'm told I walk through the door Are you ready? Are you ready? I think it's back to Kansas City