They say that only losers dance alone
They dance in the dark to music I don’t like,
Their smiles fade with the tunes,
and no one is left before the night ends.
They say that only losers dance alone
But I don’t need the dark or to wait my que
When it comes to rhythm it’s best served blue
Even when the music begins to fade,
I’ll be the one left when the night comes to and end.
Sure I dance alone,
But you don’t need others to dance.
I guess that makes me a loser,
but I’ll just keep dancing.
Till someone else comes along who loves to dance.