Dance to the Music

I can’t dance.
Anyone that takes a glance
Will see me prance and realise
That I can’t dance.

My Macarena is more macaroni
I jump around like a phony
Thinking I’m cute as a Shetland pony
But I can’t dance.

It’s Can’t-Can’t rather than Can-Can
I’m bouncing around like a mad man
Have been since the song began
I really can’t dance

People look at me and stare
Staring at the dancing bear
Think I’m doing it for a dare
I can’t dance

I wish I could get up and glide
Across the floor, not want to hide
But all I can do is slither and slide
I want to dance!!