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Her breath began to speak

As she stood right in front of me

The colour of her eyes

Were the colour of insanity

Crushed beneath her wave

Like a ship, I could not reach her shore

We're all just dancers on the Devil's Dance Floor

Well swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o

Swing a little more, a little more next to me

Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o

Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor

Pressed against her face

I could feel her insecurity

Her mother'd been a drunk

And her father was obscurity

But nothin' ever came

From a life that was a simple one

So pull yourself together girl

And have a little fun

Well she took me by the hand

I could see she was a fiery one

Her legs ran all the way

Up to heaven and past Avalon

Tell me somethin' girl, what it is you have in store

She said come with me now

On the Devil's Dance Floor

Well swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o

Swing a little more, a little more next to me

Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o

Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor

The apple now is sweet

Oh much sweeter than it ought to be

Another little bite

I don't think there is much hope for me

The sweat beneath her brow

Travels all the way

An' headin' south

This bleedin' heart's cryin'

Cause there's no way out

Well swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o

Swing a little more, a little more next to me

Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o

Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor