Give me somebody to dance for
Give me somebody to show.
Let me wake up in the morning to find
I have somewhere exciting to go.
To have something that I can believe in.
To have someone to be.
Use me, choose me, God, I'm a dancer,
A dancer dances!
Give me somebody to dance with.
Give me a place to fit in
Help me return to the world of living
By showing me how to begin.
Play me the music,
Give a chance to come through.
All I ever needed was the music
And the mirror and a chance to dance for you.
Give me a job and you instantly
Get me involved
If you give me a job
Then the rest of the crap will get solved.
Put me to work, you would think
That by now I'm allowed.
I'll do you proud.
Throw me a rope to grab on to,
Help me to prove that I'm strong.
Give me the chance to look forward to sayin'
"Hey, listen they're playin' my song."
Play me the music
Give me a chance to come through,
All I ever needed was the music and the mirror
And a chance to dance--
Play me the music!
Play me the music!
Play me the music!
Give me a chance to come through!
All I ever needed was the music and the mirror
And a chance to dance--

9.Dance: Ten; Looks: Three

...But after a while I caught on...I mean, I saw what they were
hiring! I also swiped my dance card once after an audition, and on a scale
of one to ten, they gave me for dance: TEN, for looks : THREE! Why?
Dance Ten, Looks Three
And I'm still on unemployment,
Dancing for my own enjoyment.
That ain't it, kid! That ain't it, kid!
Dance Ten, Looks Three
Is like to die!
Left the the'ter and called the doctor
For my appointment to buy...
Tits and ass
Bought myself a fancy pair
Tightened up the derriere
Did the nose with it
All that goes with it
Tits and ass!
Had the bingo-bongos done.
Suddenly I'm getting
Nash'nal tours!
Tits and ass won't get you jobs,
Unless they're yours!
Didn't cost a fortune neither.
Didn't hurt my sex life either!
Flat and sassy
I would get the strays and losers,
Beggars really can't be choosers.
That ain't it, kid! That ain't it, kid!
Fix the chassis,
"How do you do!"
Life turned into an endless medley of
"Gee, it had to be you.
Tits and ass
Where the cupboard once was bare
Now you knock and someone's there
You have got 'em, hey!
Top to bottom, hey!
It's a gas!
Just a dash of silicone.
Shake your new maracas and your fine!
Tits and ass can change your life,
They sure changed mine!
Have it all done!
Honey, take my word.
Grab a cab, c'mon
See the wizard on
Park and Seventy-Third
For tits and ass.
Orchestra and balcony.
What they want is whatcha see.
Keep the best of you,
Do all the rest of you.
Pits or class, I have never seen it fail,
Debutante or chorus girl or wife.
Tits and ass, yes, tits and ass
Have changed my life!

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