Dirty Dancing

The love of my life when I was a kid

Came by my house this morning

We used to dance the afternoons away with Kylie

Back when the nineties were dawning

The love of my life when I was a kid

Used to write me the sweetest letters

And one night he shot a couple of birds in a pool

Thought it was to impress me

He was my older brother’s friend and had a light around him

that would chase off any winter

He had no father and his mother seemed younger than ours

And he was a dancer

He had the keys to a place where we could practice

It felt almost like Dirty Dancing

Minus the United States and instead of a resort

it was the Folkets Hus basement

Aaahhh

Well then I became a singer and he became a chimney sweep

And a hunter and a father of two so far

I got a grand piano and a house with a chimney

And this morning he came by to sweep it

And we sat on the steps to the house listening

To the birds of the coming spring singing

He said “get up on the roof and put up a net,

or they will build a nest in your chimney”

And when I touched his sweepers arm with my piano fingers

He said “watch Frida, your hands will get dirty”

And I felt like I had a fever

The dark powers, the mayflowers

The roads on which we travel

How he told me no and how my young heart broke

And how a cold new world unravelled

I guess you do the dirty now and I do the dancing

And once we were Baby and Johnny

In a small boring town where the winters were long

And our real names were Frida and Jimmy

Aaahhh