I am dressed up all spiffy like For my one chance to dance.
My spirit is high, and my cologne is on;
In hopes of that one special chance.
As I step onto the dance floor,
I hear the tunes of an awful song.
So I wait, and search for my future date.
As I hunt for my prey,
I find my missing link.
That makes my heart sink.
She is the ultimate catch of the day;
Her hair is like the golden sun,
Eyes of precious green sapphires,
The sparkle in her smile, captures my style.
The song of deliverance sets me free.
With heart racing, I come near,
gliding up to thee, on bended knee.
I ask for a dance, with little fear.
That night, my dreams were complete.
The glorious time we spent, was magical,
I wished her a good night, as she left from my sight.
Written with assistance from Jason Balls
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