She Dance © Nigel Quin 2005 She wakes in the morning Stretching and a yawning Looking for a coffee cup She dance, she dance Skipping down the hallway Strutting out the doorway Says hello to the street She dance, she dance Ohh Oh she dance Picking up a paper Smiling at a skater Sends him on his way She dance, she dance Waiting at the bus stop Underneath the big clock The sun pokes through the clouds She dance, she dance Ohh Oh she dance Ohh Oh she dance All day long she dreams About what make her right Set her spirit free Dancing into the night She out in the town Every club around Finds her favourite spot She dance, she dance She’s never on own But wants to leave alone Cause that’s the way she likes it when She dance, she dance Ohh Oh she dance Ohh Oh she dance She wakes in the morning Stretching and a yawning Looking for a coffee cup She dance, she dance