Margarita has a strange appeal
Sways between suitors on a broke heel
Of course her desires, they always mistook
She'd rather've been scarred than be scarred with loathe

In conversation she often contends
Costumes builds customs that have all dead-ends
She found her courage in a change of scene
This Sunday's social would be short its queen

All her best years spent distracted
By this tired re-enactments
With the right steps
She would try her chances somewhere else

There he is, a step outside her view
Reciting the words he hoped she might pursue
Night upon night of faithful light at shore
If he'd only convince his legs across the floor

Please don't watch me dancing
Oh no, don't watch me dancing

Something changes when she glances
Enough to teach you what romance is
With the right stuff
They tried their chances somewhere else

Please don't watch me dancing
Don't watch me dancing
Please don't watch me dancing
Don't watch me dancing
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