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 dramatic'lly. While I wait here so ecstatic'lly You just look and say emphatic'lly 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 the things they should do! You know what? you're lovely,