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 lovely
And so what, I'm lovely
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
Especially 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 paves the way for romance
So if you hold me in your arms, I won't dance

Hold me in your arms
Hold me in your arms
Even if you hold me in your arms, I won't dance