I mouthed in music do you want to dance?
They held her hot Id deal out nods a lot
It was a random standard social shot
I caught off her a haughty buzz off glance
Then late arrival squared true circumstance
A micro mini skirt in print theme polka dot
Thick gorgeous ginger hair in braids and knot
I side eye gawked at her I pictured prance
One nod of hers then file to parquet floor
I mirrored closely swing of heels and hips
And pump of hands then pout and purse of lips
In probe of lights a dozen dancers more
To her indented waist I spanned a squeeze
I mirrored most I could two naked knees
Chorus squeeze clinch grip
