George Clinton - Last Dance Lyrics
Last danceOh let your eyes have followed her to the dance floorYour heart has been dying to ask her for a danceIt's fair, your eyes began to grewYour dumb mouth will not take the chanceWell are you some kinda psychedelic wallflowersWhy don't you walk right up n' ask her for her handMaybe she'll funk with youOh maybe she'll funk with youSo funky!Last danceLast danceI dance alone and never gaze in her directionMaybe she'll get funky with youIt does not mean that we did not trade affectionLast danceBy a little degree I always be that openLast danceYes you let your imagination sworn, heyLast danceWell are you some kinda psychedelic wall flowerMaybe she'll get funky with youNow them days and twisted bodies in your psycheOh he's leavin' I'll pay sisterLast danceYou smartly hand you're not dreamin'Maybe she'll get funky with you, ah ahOh, aren't you meant to be in joy heavenIt would have been, had you gotten with herIt's not so bad after allIt's not biorhythmic, psychoanalitic, profoundIt leads a lot of weird dreamsMaybe she'll get funky with youSensitivityMay I have this danceOH LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA...The last dance...Maybe the last danceYou see it's 2 o'clock in the morningYou see, the last dance, hey babyLast danceOh let your eyes have followed her to dance floorYour heart has been dying to ask her for a danceIt's fair, your eyes began to grewYour dumb mouth will not take the chanceWell are you some kinda psychedelic wall flower...
