Dance Hall Days

Take your baby by the hand

And make her do a high hand stand

Take your baby by the heel

And do the next thing that you feel

We were so in phase

In our dance hall days

We were cool on craze

When i, you, and everyone we knew

Could believe, do, and share in what was true

Oh, I said

Take your baby by the hair

And pull her close and there there there

Take your baby by the ears

And play upon her darkest fears

So take your baby by the wrist

And in her mouth an amethyst

And in her eyes two sapphires blue

And you need her and she needs you

And you need her and she needs you