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Dance With a Fool Like Me
I showed up early out of nervousness but you were already there
With your two-tone slippers, polka-dot skirt, and red ribbons in your hair
I knew where you'd been hanging out when your perfume hit my nose
It smelled just like a wildflower and tasted like a rose
Even if I found the courage to ask I knew what your answer would be
Why would a graceful girl like you want to dance with a fool like me?

The jukebox played a Billie Holiday tune I could swear she read my mind
A fine romance about you and me and how I wished that you were mine
I prayed my will was nearly as strong as the whiskey in my cup
Hallucinations kept throwing me down but your smile kept picking me up
Even if strength found its way to my heart I knew what your answer would be
Why would a graceful girl like you want to dance with a fool like me?

I sat alone at the bar - head in my hands planning my next move
I knew you were close by the sound of your laugh but I didn't know what to do
Then I caught a glimpse of your welcoming eyes and stuttered to ask if we'd met
As you reached next to me and grabbed a matchbook to light your cigarette
Even if words found their way to my lips I knew what your answer would be
Why would a graceful girl like you want to dance with a fool like me?

Copyright ©2000 by Greg Poulos (3/11/00)