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 Twelve dancers are dancing, and taking no rest,
 And closely their hands together are press'd;
  And soon read more 
 Twelve dancers are dancing, and taking no rest,
 And closely their hands together are press'd;
  And soon as a dance has come to a close,
   Another begins, and each merrily goes. 
You've got to dance like nobody's watching and love like it's never going to hurt.
You've got to dance like nobody's watching and love like it's never going to hurt.
I do not try to dance better than anyone else. I only try to to dance better than myself.
I do not try to dance better than anyone else. I only try to to dance better than myself.
 Hot from the hands promiscuously applied,
 Round the slight waist, or down the glowing side.  
 Hot from the hands promiscuously applied,
 Round the slight waist, or down the glowing side. 
 Endearing Waltz--to thy more melting tune
 Bow Irish jig, and ancient rigadoon.
  Scotch reels, avaunt! and country-dance read more 
 Endearing Waltz--to thy more melting tune
 Bow Irish jig, and ancient rigadoon.
  Scotch reels, avaunt! and country-dance forego
   Your future claims to each fantastic toe!
    Waltz--Waltz alone--both legs and arms demands,
     Liberal of feet, and lavish of her hands. 
 Dear creature!--you'd swear
 When her delicate feet in the dance twinkle round,
  That her steps are of read more 
 Dear creature!--you'd swear
 When her delicate feet in the dance twinkle round,
  That her steps are of light, that her home is the air,
   And she only par complaisance touches the ground. 
 Such pains, such pleasures now alike are o'er,
 And beaus and etiquette shall soon exist no more
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 Such pains, such pleasures now alike are o'er,
 And beaus and etiquette shall soon exist no more
  At their speed behold advancing
   Modern men and women dancing;
    Step and dress alike express
     Above, below from heel to toe,
      Male and female awkwardness.
       Without a hoop, without a ruffle,
        One eternal jig and shuffle,
         Where's the air and where's the gait?
          Where's the feather in the hat?
           Where the frizzed toupee? and where
            Oh! where's the powder for the hair? 
 And the dancing has begun now,
 And the dancers whirl round gaily
  In the waltz's giddy mazes,
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 And the dancing has begun now,
 And the dancers whirl round gaily
  In the waltz's giddy mazes,
   And the ground beneath them trembles. 
 A thousand hearts beat happily; and when
 Music arose with its voluptuous swell,
  Soft eyes look'd love read more 
 A thousand hearts beat happily; and when
 Music arose with its voluptuous swell,
  Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again,
   And all went merry as a marriage bell.