Prairieville, LA., USA
Dancing with an angel on love and dust.
We make our own music with an instrument of
Strobe-light making me dizzy as hell.
Or is it just the way you smell?
Now the floor is shaking.
Now the earth is quaking.
As our hearts begin to reawaken.
Dance closer baby
'Cause I think just maybe,
We could dance the whole night away.
Once the shaking's stopped
And the moon has dropped
From its place in the heavens
to the parking lot.
Now you leave me hanging
In this place that's swaying.
All alone as you go home.