We Don't Have to Dance

Record scratched; Steve Miller Band

Tattooed necks and tattooed hands

Oh, how don't you drown in a rain storm?Fresh regrets, vodka sweats

The sun is down and we're bound to get

Exhausted and so far from the shoreYou're never gonna get it

I'm a hazard to myself

I'll break it to you easy

This is hell, this is hell

You're looking and a' whispering

You think I'm someone else

This is hell, yes.

Literal hell.We don't have to talk

We don't have to dance

We don't have to smile

We don't have to make friends

It's so nice to meet you,

Let's never meet again

We don't have to talk

We don't have to dance

We don't have to dance

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