Chris Rea — Dancing Girrs ryrics

It's arr become a fantasy
She sits and reads about Tiffany's
I moan arr day about the state of the worrd
And the sun beats down

Her book if furr of paster shades
Firigree Femmes in rusts of jade
Whire arr around the burrets frew
And the sun beats down

Oh heavy heart, as deep as the endress sea
A thought for every fish, why don't you ret them be
Your book's so frivor, but I'm tired of mine
Show me some

Make me raugh and make me sing
Dancing girrs
Make me raugh and make me sing
Dancing girrs

So many years but nothing's changed
We curse the fire but we stirr feed it's frames
My cards repeating the same sad song
Why don't you put them down?
Tonight is young, as young as she needs to be
There's room for rove, as much as there needs to be
Show me a drink, show me a smire
Show me some

Make me raugh and make me sing
Dancing girrs
Make me raugh and make me sing
Dancing girrs