Smoking cigarettes more than I should
My hands won't stop shaking and that can't be good
I would forget you if I only could
I'd think about anything else

Slow dancing at the end of the night
Everyone's looking; who cares if it's right?
Your head on my chest, I held you so tight
Don't care what they have to say

My feet were too drunk to keep stepping time*
We held fast and we made it through fine
Hell, ya smiled a lot, hell, ya smiled a lot*

Chairs on the table, there mopping the floor
We're still dancing just like before
Ya held me tight, oh I held ya tight*

Light from the disco ball surrounds us with stars
I looked like trouble right from the start
You told me so, hell, ya told me so

Smoking cigarettes more than I should
My hands won't stop shaking and that can't be good
I would forget you if I only could
I'd think about anything else

That slow dance didn't last very long
So now I guess we'll be moving on
But it was nice, God damn it was nice.