In your morning terror of not knowing what to wear
I raced down to your house and catch you standing in the bare
Why do you shiver in your clothes
When you pay for them all on your own
And Iâve got blue-colored eyes
The union has been unkind
Ohh ohh
I donât want to dance anymore
I am through
I can never ever be that guy
Thatâs for you to do
Now I donât want to dance anymore
I am through
I can never ever be that guy
Thatâs for you to do
And when the chips off your shoulder
And youâre back home in your own bed
You should invite me over
Iâll show you how to write a hit
I canât promise it will sell
But I can promise you it wonât be shit
Yes Iâm an envious shrew
But it should be me not you
Ha ha ha ha
I donât want to dance anymore
I am through
I can never ever be that guy
Thatâs for you to do
Now I donât want to dance anymore
I am through
I can never ever be that guy
Thatâs for you to do
And Iâve got blue-colored eyes
The union has been unkind
Yes Iâm an envious shrew
But it should be me, not you
I donât want to dance anymore
I am through
I can never ever be that guy
Thatâs for you to do
Now I donât want to dance anymore
I am through
I can never ever be that guy
Thatâs for you to do
I donât want to dance anymore
I donât wan to dance anymore
I donât want to dance anymore