Little Comets - Dancing Song

This one's for dancing
This one's for dancing
This one's for dancing

Hands up in the suburbs
If you want to be alone
Needs seconds to check it out
But your sentimental leanings
Can often leave you feeling
Like you need a dancing song

You're so socially outrageous
With your lack of self control
So take your 37 digits
And put them in her mobile phone
With your quintessential, skint-potential
Leaking from your pores
Let your tip-toes tell you fingers
That this is a dancing song

This one's for dancing
This one's for dancing
(This one's for dancing)
This one's for dancing
This one's for dancing