She miss those days
When she danced so freely
To the rock videos on TV
Alone in her room
She knew all the moves
And dressed in the latest fashions
Yeah, she go bullied
But, in a small town, she faced small minds
No one understood
How she wanted out of that town
Why did she stay?
She doesn’t know
Now, she’s old
And there nobody to dance with
There’s no rock videos on MTV
To spend a rain day watching
she listens to her old CD’s
And to think how she wasted the chance to
Dance in the City
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