Why Don’t You Dance With Me?
(B. Kearns)
I was alone so I asked you to dance
for some reason you turned me down
I combed my hair, put on my savoir faire
but your stare shot me to the ground
I asked once but I won’t ask twice
next time I won’t ask so nice

CHORUS
Why don’t you dance with me?
Why don’t you dance with me?
Why don’t you dance with me?
Why don’t you dance?

I can’t handle rejection
my brains leaked out all over the floor
the other dancers started sliding on them
so they showed me to the door
but as I turned around before I left
I saw you dancing with another guy

CHORUS

At first I wanted to kill you
but I know you’re really not to blame
this has happened too many times before
in circumstances always the same
you’re not the first but you’ll be the last
I’m gonna end it all with a .44 blast

You shoulda danced with me
You shoulda danced with me
Why won’t you dance with me?
Why won’t you dance?

What young punk hasn’t summoned up the nerve to ask a lovely to dance, only to be turned down?But who except Burt would have been driven to such extremes by such a rejection? And who but the DiCoupes would have said, “Another suicide song? Oh, yeah, bring it on!”