One Dance Left
by Julian Ashby · Pop · Made with Mureka · 0 plays
Style
pop, romantic, swing, brass, upright bass
Prompt
swing pop, warm velvety baritone crooner, mid-tempo bounce, brass stabs, upright bass, brushed drums, romantic
Lyrics
Bandleader nods, the lights go low Here we go Best man's toast was an hour ago, Confetti's on the floor like snow. There's a silver shoe in my jacket pocket, She lost it at the bouquet toss, and I caught it. She's barefoot by the cake, laughing with the band, And I've been brave all night with a shoe in my hand. Twelve steps across the shining floor, Her toes are tapping by the door. My heart's a drum, my knees are weak, Come on now, Julian, speak! One dance left, Only one dance left, I've got your shoe, I've got my nerve, One dance left. Take my hand, let the horns go wild, Cross the floor with me, darling, smile, One dance left! The groom is spinning his bride around, The old folks sway without a sound. You're standing there in the candlelight, Two glasses of punch and a ribbon, tight. If the shoe fits, well, I'd like to say, It's been a perfect fit since the first hello today. One dance left, Only one dance left, I've got your shoe, I've got my nerve, One dance left. Take my hand, let the horns go wild, Cross the floor with me, darling, smile, One dance left! Easy, boys, easy. If she says no, I'm blaming the trumpets. Alright, sax, tell her what I mean. One dance left, Oh, one dance left, I've got your shoe, you've got my heart, One dance left. Take my hand, let the whole band roar, Last song, last call, I want one more, One dance left! One dance left... and she said yes.