Is she is skipping rocks on a lake in Arkansas
Is she catching a tan on the Baltic Sea
Maybe she’s hitchhiking across Antarctica
Is there a girl - a girl who will dance with me?

And when I dance
It’s like I’m walking on a trampoline
Like there are thumb tacks under my feet
I’m like a fish swimming up a stream...

I’m always dancing in the morning light
I’m always dancing in my dreams at night
But I’d stop long enough to open the door
And then I’d dance some more

Does she know her way around the city
Does she have a sense of directionality
Does she speak a language I can learn to speak
Is there a girl - a girl who will dance with me?

And when I dance
I might be moonwalking down your street
Like Michael Jackson on dramamine
Maybe not, but you know what I mean

I’ll be dancing in the morning light
I’ll be dancing in my dreams at night
But I’ll stop long enough to let her in
Then I’ll start dancing again

Is she splashing down this very street
Trying to stay dry in the pouring rain
Is she seeking shelter on my front porch
Is this the one - the girl who will dance with me?

Will we dance
Like we’re walking on a trampoline
Like we’re skipping through a movie scene
Like we’re some ancient King and Queen

We’ll be dancing in the morning light
We’ll be dancing in our dreams at night

I’m gonna stop just long enough to let her in from stormy weather
And then we’ll dance together
And then we’ll dance together