Leap Champaigne (1992)

I think I must be happy
To dance my life away.
Okay, okay, I’m happy,
Happy every day.

I have no time for common things;
The average, it can wait.
My dancing light is on all night,
The only thing to rate.

My love and I are going,
Like every night before,
Where melodies are flowing
Ceiling to the floor.

The band is heating up, now;
The violins I hear;
There is a time for everything
And everything is here.

We tap, we twirl, we swing, we whirl,
And now we t-ap again;
We spin around and turn a-way
Then ss-way on back again.

And smooothly slow and graceful, oh,
While she is smiling more;
She is the best, she is the most,
The finest I adore.

I think I must be happy
To dance my life away.
Okay, okay, I’m happy,
Happy every day.

We take a flame of Leap Champaigne
And lightly toast our love.
We say to each “You are the lofty
Thing I’m thinking of”.

And when we toss away the glasss
It tinkles, crashing so;
She is the best, she is the most,
The finest that I know.

We have no time for common things;
The average, it can wait.
Our dancing light is on all night,
The only thing to rate.

The chandeliers are sparkling,
And eyes are sparkling, too;
The confidence of dancers
Flashes every hue.

And when a song is over
The Crashing Wall is there,
To take a throw—-oh don’t you know
How often we are there!

I think I must be happy
To dance my life away.
Okay, okay, I’m happy,
Happy every day!

I have no time for common things;

The average, it can wait;

My dancing light is on all night,

The only thing to rate!

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