Possessed by the music.
I was walking down the street when the rhythm hit my feet.
they began to tap and jump , to kick, spin and leap.
The music took control and it wouldn’t let me go.
The rhythm and the beat just continued to flow.
I danced to the left, I danced to the right
I danced up and down the street way into the night.
I tried to stop the dance but my feet said no.
And even now I’m dancing swaying to and fro.
I will always have to dance, it’s my lot in life you see
I’m the one they call the dancer, Oh yes, it is me.
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