Having trouble telling how I feel
But I can dance, dance, dance
Couldn't possibly tell you how I mean
But I can dance, dance, dance

So when trip on my feet
Look at the beat
It was all written in the sand
When I'm shaking my hips look for the swing
It was all written in the air

Oh dance
I was a dancer all along
Dance, dance, dance
Words can never make up for what you do

Easy conversations
There's no such thing
Oh, I'm shy, shy, shy
My hips they lie
'Cause in reality, aye
I'm shy shy shy

When I trip on my feet look at the ground
The words are written in the dust
Well I'm shaking my hips look for the swing
The words are written in the air

Oh dance
I was a dancer all along
Dance, dance, dance
Now words can never make up for what you do

Oh dance
I was a dancer all along
Dance, dance, dance
Now words can never make up for what you do

Dance, dance, dance, dance