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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flogging Molly
Flogging Molly
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave King
Dave King
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ted Hutt
Ted Hutt
Producer
Steve Albini
Steve Albini
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Her breath began to speak As she stood right in front of me The colour of her eyes Were the colour of insanity Crushed beneath her wave Like a ship, I could not reach her shore We're all just dancers on the Devil's Dance Floor Well swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o Swing a little more, a little more next to me Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor Pressed against her face I could feel her insecurity Mother'd been a drunk And her father was obscurity Nothin' ever came From a life that was a simple one Pull yourself together, girl And have a little fun Well she took me by the hand I could see she was a fiery one Her legs ran all the way Up to heaven and past Avalon Tell me somethin', girl, what it is you have in store She said, "Come with me now On the Devil's Dance Floor" Well swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o Swing a little more, a little more next to me Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o Swing a little more, a little more next to me Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor The apple now is sweet Oh, much sweeter than it ought to be Another little bite I don't think there is much hope for me The sweat beneath her brow Travels all the way and headin' south Bleedin' heart's cryin' 'Cause there's no way out Well swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o Swing a little more, a little more next to me Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o Swing a little more, a little more next to me Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor
Writer(s): Robert Schmidt, Matthew Hensley, George Schwindt, Bridget Regan, Dennis Casey, Nathen Maxwell, David King Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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