It Hurts To See You Dance So Well - The Pipettes

Half past one on the dance-floor,

And my thoughts have turned to murder,

Can’t these strangers feel my eyes, burning into them,

They know that i wanna kill them,

'cos i can’t get over you,

And i can see them looking at you,

And i just can’t, can’t get over you,

It hurts to see you dance so well,

Quater to two on the dance-floor,

But my feet won’t dance no more,

Got no spirit for dancing,

Since you walked right out the door,

Now all my moves are floored,

'cos i cant get over you,

And i can see them dancing up to you,

And i just can’t, can’t get over you,

Hurts to see you looking so fine,

You it hurts to see you dance so well,

I, I remember the times that we kissed,

And the beats my heart missed,

But our feet never missed a beat,

When we were dancing cheek to cheek,

And you, you, you knew all the best moves,

And the funkiest grooves,

But you never knew,

How much i was in love with you,

And now it’s two o’clock on the dance-floor,

And i’m going home,

I’m going home,

I’m going home alone