Blossom Dearie
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 they should do

You know what, you're handsome
You know what, too handsome
But, 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

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
Je ne danse pas, je ne peux pas
Je ne danse pas, je ne veux pas
Je ne danse pas, merci, monsieur
Vous êtes gentil et je vous aime, c'est vrai
Mais je ne peux pas danser quand vous êtes si près

Which means that when I'm in your arms, I won't dance