Texty: Jane Siberry. Dancing Class.

I like to take a dancing class each year
It helps myself to keep in touch with me
And the girls I meet are different than the ones I meet at work
And there's always at least one sensitive guy

There is a girl I like to pair up with, she comes from Germany
She's beautiful and I like the way she dresses
And I like the way she moves
We never speak, we only acquiesce

There is a mirror in the locker room
And sometimes after class, we stay and dance
And she always shows me new steps
And I try to follow her, follow her
Berlin is far away

I must stay, I must stay in shape
I must try, I must try new steps
Must perfect, must perfect each move
That's harder

I will try that then but sometimes, sometimes I have fears
A strange and, a strange and dark force is trying
Trying to pry me, pry me from, pry me from myself
This is why, this is why I move, this is why, this is why I dance
Must protect, must perfect each step
I must try, I must dance faster

This is the last dancing class I'll have
The announcement came tonight after the class
She said you're two hundred years old now
There's no one left to hold you, this is the last dancing class you'll have