Don't be stalling
     when love comes crawling.

Dance, dance, dance - 
here comes Lance.
You're my lump of clay.
I'll grade and critique your work today,
  then's my turn to play.

      No one can move you the way I do.
      There's nothing left to hold on to
      and no denying my shadow youor light.
      I'll come to you in your dreams tonight.
          Oh - yeah!
 

Keith Karloff
© Leather Volcano Music BMI