I saw her sittin' in a barroom in that smokey atmosphere
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She smiled back at me as I drank down one last beer
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She pulled me on the dancefloor and we danced a song or two
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It was then I realized that I had bit off more than I could chew
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Chorus
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I think I'm dancing with a man
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She's got calasses on her hands
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She's got a voice deeper than mine
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She gets a stiffy when we grind
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I think I'm dancing with a man
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We sat down and talked a while and we listened to the band
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Then a friend of mine walked by and he asked her if she'd dance
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Then he gently took her hand (oooooh-oooooh)
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and he twirled her round and round
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It looked like he was having fun until her skirt fell to the ground
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Chorus
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I think he's dancing with a man
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The boys at the lodge won't understand
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With her hand on his behind
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They two-stepped till half past 9
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I think he's dancing with a man
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Ohhh shit I think we're dancing with a man
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It'll be known throughout the land
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Two boys from Texas danced the jig with a dude who wore a wig
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We've been dancing with a man
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She crushed a beer can on her head
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Good Lord her foreheads red
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We've been dancing with a big man
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Dancing With A Man
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| Rodney Carrington |
