Ronnie Hock

Ronnie Hock

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Pop - Rock | Muskegon, Michigan, United States
Total Song Plays: 4,734   
Member Since: 2005
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Plays:

52

Song Description

Guy is mesmerized by a woman dancing, thinks he's falling in love. But he finally realizes she's not what she seems to be...

Lyrics

The heavy perfume;
the gossip's rotting and it's drawing flies.
The feast is cold,
waiting for their pleasure to arrive.

Like an apparition, she was standing in the door.
Man, they cleared the floor.

I did a figure eight around the moon.
The place lit up when she came in the room.
She rolled her eyes, threw back her head.
That figure eight, it knocked me dead.

We played charades;
Dame Edna was a forward for the Bulls.
The orchestra played;
in penguin suits they tango to and fro.

Then she spoke to me, this paragon of pedigree,
and asked would I like to dance.
Man, I was in a trance.

I did a figure eight around the moon.
The place lit up when she came in the room.
She rolled her eyes, threw back her head.
That figure eight, it knocked me dead.

I was in a trance ..........

When she looked my way
I see she needed a shave.

Song Length
4:38
Genre
Rock - Classic
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Moods
In High Spirits, Disconcerted

Subject Matter
Searching for Love, Homosexuality


Language
English

Lyric Credits Ronnie Hock
Music Credits Ronnie Hock