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Texty: Ian Gillan. Secret Of The Dance.

I saw her in the gloom
As she moved across the room
The animal was burning in her eye
She took him by the hand
But he didn't understand her

He wouldn't be the one to satisfy
Got to wait, no mistake
I've got to take my chance
Be there beware
The secret of the dance

I moved a little closer
So maybe I could show her
The way I felt the way I knew
It was more than a game
I was getting loaded
So I touched her and exploded

That was it, I knew my life
Would never be the same
It's too late, I can't escape
I went and blew my chance
And so I'll never know
The secret of the dance

As she dances feel her power
Notice how her thighs entrance
And draw you to the secret of the dance