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The Dance
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Pop
The Dance was released on January 13, 2023 by Andre Bernier as a part of the album The Dance - Single
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Release DateJanuary 13, 2023
LabelAndre Bernier
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Christopher Bernier
Andre Christopher Bernier
Songwriter

Lyrics

You do your makeup in the compact parking spot
You sprain your ankle walking in from the parking lot
It's girls going after the boys
Going after the girls
I think I'm sick of it now
I think you're sick of it
You're mad at me but you know it's illogical
You're spilling wine in a bag you cannot afford
Girls going after the boys
Going after the girls
I think I'm sick of it now
I think you're sick of it
She wanna win it
Oh she wanna win it
Driving back home with the quarterback
Still on her arm
She wanna win it
Oh she wanna win it
Pouring cheap wine
Well if everything's fine
Then why you feel empty
Most of the time?
It's not forever just this evening
Don't look good things in the eye
If you think of me at all dear
I hope it's how I am tonight
There was cut glass in the ballroom
Throwing shadows on the floor
We were young and drunk and dancing
Nothing less and nothing more
I'm out of state by the fall I'll be worlds away
We'll talk a bit till we only talk winter break
It's girls going after the boys
Going after the girls
Think I'm sick of it now
I think you're sick of it
She throw her hair back
As I'm hitting the cruise control
She reaching out
And I'm grabbing her hand to hold
It's girls going after the boys
Going after the girls
I think I've figured it out
I think I've got it now
She wanna win it
Oh she wanna win it
Driving back home
With the lipstick still fresh on my neck
She wanna win it
Oh she wanna win it
It's a northern fall night
As she pulls out a light
Says you mind if I smoke
I said mind if I try
Walking anxious through the hallway
They don't believe you're by my side
I was trying to make you laugh back
In the parking lot outside
For a moment it was working
Till your heel caught on my car
I could've died I was so nervous
Knew I fucked up from the start
It's not forever just this evening
Don't look good things in the eye
If you think of me at all dear
I hope it's how I was tonight
There was cut glass in the ballroom
Throwing shadows on the floor
We were young and drunk and dancing
Nothing less and nothing more
Written by: Andre Christopher Bernier
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