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Andrea True Connection

Sally Can't Dance

Sally dances on the floor

She says that she can't do it anymore

She just gave up her dancin' craze

She eats natural food every night at my place

Well, Sally can't dance no more

She can't get it off of the floor

Sally can't dance no more

They found her in the trunk of a Ford

Yeah, she can't dance no more

No, No, No, No

Sally is loosing face

She lives on St. Marks Place

In a rent controlled apartment, eighty dollars a month

She has lots of fun, She has lots of fun

But Sally can't dance no more

Sally can't dance no more

It takes too much meth to get her off of the floor

And Sally can't dance no more

More, More, More

She was the first girl in our neighborhood

To wear tied-dyed pants like a city girl would

She was the first girl I've ever seen

That had pretty flowers sewed on her jeans

She was the first girl in our neighborhood

To have a house in Tompkins Square, She would

She wears a sword like Napoleon

And she kills all the boys and acts like one

But Sally can't dance no more

No, Sally can't dance no more

She can't get herself off the floor

You know now Sally, she can't dance no more

Whoo!

Sally became a big model

She moved up to Eighty and Park

She had a studio apartment

And that's where she used to call folk singers

Sally can't dance no more

Sally can't dance no more

She can't get herself off the floor

You know Sally, she can't dance no more

Whoo!

(Sally can't dance, Sally can't dance)

(Sally can't dance, Sally can't dance)

(Sally can't dance, Sally can't dance)

(Sally can't dance, Sally can't dance)