I Won't Dance

Think of what you're losing By constantly refusing To dance with me You'd be the idol of France with me And yet you stand there and shake your foolish head dramatically While I wait here so ecstatically You just look and say emphatically: Not this season There's a reason I won't dance Don't ask me I won't dance Don't ask me I won't dance, Madame, with you My heart won't let my feet do things they should do You know what You're lovely 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 Ah, but 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'm 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 And if I hold you in my arms I won't dance