Dance with me at Gatsby’sI’ve never been to Charleston,But I’ve heard what they say,Just step and kick and you’ll look slick.Dance with me at Gatsby’sMy eyes are like a doctor’sWhen upon you, they can’t blink.Dance with me upon my dreams.Make it quick before they sink.Dance with me at Gatsby’sHe’ll bring the bootleg,You’ll bring the gams,And I’ll bring two left feet.Dance with me at Gatsby’sI don’t know a soul here,You don’t have a sole ideaBetter than me and bootlegged beer.Dance with me at Gatsby’sHis promenades and dark charadesHave the brightest stars.Your yellow dress is good as gold,But only just so far.Dance with me at Gatsby’sI’m giving you the green light,So give me your green card.We’ll hop to the step of this ride,But make sure to bail before the wheels fall off.Dance with me at Gatsby’sYour smile isn’t as trusting as I hoped,But if your feet fall into step,A chance will find my two left feetCould kick-step-turn you on.Dance with me at Gatsby’sIt wasn’t us who preyed upon him now in his grave,Yet as moths to flame, we are to whisperings, champagne, and fame.Dance with me at Gatsby’sI’ll promise to not be careless,So drive me crazy, and the rest
Will get out of our way
Dance with me at Gatsby’sWe’ll drink champagne,As moths dance on gravesThat no one cares or pays.Dance with me at Gatsby’sWe’ll know better than to stayAwake with Wolfsheim andHis men hungry just the same.Dance with me at Gatsby’sBecause if nothing else our lives are short,Or worth nothing short of all that’s gone,But my outstretched arm is tired from so longOf ceaseless bearing towards a fruitless past.We hide behind a gray sky most of our lives,But tonight the sky lives in silver sprinkles spanning the breadth of all our dreams,And Since no one dances after the fall,Dance with me at Gatsby’sBefore his lights go out.
