I Won't Dance

I won't dance, don't ask me

I won't dance, don't ask me

I won't dance, Monsieur, with you

My heart won't let my feet do things

That they should do

You know what? You're something, yes you are

You're something and oh what you do to me

I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore

I feel so absolutely stumped on the floor

When you dance you're charming and you're gentle

'Specially when you do the Continental

But this feeling isn't purely mental

For, heaven rest us, I am not asbestos

And that's why I won't dance, why should I?

I won't dance, how could I?

I won't dance, merci beaucoup

I know that music leads the way to romance

So if you hold me in your arms I won't dance

I won't dance, why should I?

I won't dance, how could I?

I won't dance, merci beaucoup

I know that music leads the way to romance

So if you hold me in your arms I won't dance

No, no, no I won't dance!