We're games, I'm not your man All romantic s*** I can't understand You say, you me, well, you should know I got a of playing it touch and go
Yes, we are friends and we can And we may learn to like other if that's our luck It's and death, it's sun and rain Come on and gamble, dance in the pouring pain
Swing high, low Dance, in the pouring pain Girl, to that or rock alone Dance, dance for me
Call me lover, call me your man All this possessiveness, I can't I got a name, my name is You wanna chill with me it won't be in no
We on the run, the will come To ditch the glamor and how to handle a gun I ain't it's sun and rain on and gamble and we'll dance in the pouring pain
Swing high, low Dance, in the pouring pain Girl, rock to that or alone Dance, dance for me
Dance angel with me, so to be Angel let's with rainbows like riders Like riders on the rainbows we like angels We're riders, riders on the storm
Tracy 2 step, a shame 1 step, 2 she couldn't hang Walt's talked the game Left her in the rain
Jen what a dame 3 step, 4 went insane And of them know what beauty sprang And grows in the pouring pain
Sue, Sue, Sue 5 step, 6 step sad and Gorgeous Grace true that day I told the truth
Pretty Paula you had the 7, 8 step, the same And none of know what beauty sprang And only grows in the pain
Swing high, low Dance, dance in the pouring Girl, rock to that or alone Dance, angel for me