Rappers Waltz (3/4 time)
I want to dance with you, join hand in hand with you,
spin you and kiss you, plac- ing both my hands on you.
Giving you pleasure with friction and fantasy
bumping and grinding in public for all to see
writhing in ultimate ecstasy in front of
others who dance along the Rappers' Waltz. <two beat rest>
Virtual lunatics talk about politics
as they de fend their po- sition's in- tegrity
Talk's wasting time. Talkers' noise under mines all the
music we want to see churning be neath the beat
for we don't care about communi- cation, Our
bodies are silent with the Rappers' Waltz. <two beat rest>
Chorus:
I've raised my standards to reach ghetto quality
Dancing with flair and fin- esse that ex- alts <two beat pause>
Anyone out there can bind in the ecstasy
Join in the motions of the Rappers' Waltz <two beat pause>
Working each day for the minimum wages, it's
Nice to get dancing to forget re- ality,
putting our best feet first forward then backward, while
still going nowhere, at least we'll have fun, for the
moment, we still have some semblance of dignity
Commanding respect through the Rapper's Waltz. <two beat pause>
Living the good life as homeless and heartbroken,
'merican dreams never come to fru- ition, we
See things on TV but not in our lifetime, so
Dancing is one way to get out frus- tration and
keep our re- ality from the in- sanity
that we might lose without the Rapper's Waltz. <two beat pause>
Bridge:
Don't looks for someone who's always a bore <two beat rest>
Just find a partner. Get to the dance floor <two beat rest>
If it's not much of a partner for dancing, just
go find an- other. No time for ro- mancing. Your
time is up- on you. The dance takes its toll on you
Sleeping is needed as the day's com- pleted. You're
hugging your partner, then kiss for one last time, then
move off the dance floor go- ing your own way once more.
Reeling in memories of tonight's ecstatic
Pleasures of flowing to the Rapper's Waltz.
Turning a- round, your part- ner's vanished back into
the crowd, leav- ing you weak and lonely, but knowing
you'll return tomorrow to seek out another
great mover and master, a slave for disaster,
and hope that this one will stay with you forever so
you'll have a partner for each Rapper's Waltz. <two beat pause>
Chorus:
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© 2002 David I. Brager
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