oh look at how she twirls
always in perfect circles
turn of the key, and she’ll dance
her frozen porcelain smile
they find it reassuring
predictably, she will dance

and when they’ve been amused
she’s set back on a high shelf
until somebody else turns the key

dance, baby dance
like you’ve never known any other way to move
spin on command
it’s what everybody says they need for you to do
it’s your move
it’s the move that the people need you to do
it’s your move

oh look their faces pale
painted in shock and horror
their object of possession has a will
has she forgot her place?
hardened in fires of history
she will fall, she will break, we’ll accept no guilt

and no one is amused
as she dances off the high shelf
she and nobody else holds the key

dance, baby dance
like you’ve never known any other way to move
spin out of hand
till you break apart if that’s what you’ve gotta do
it’s your move, baby, what are you gonna do?
it’s your move, and nobody but you can choose
it’s your move, baby, what are you gonna do?
it’s your move, and nobody but you can choose

oh look at how she twirls
beautiful, broken circles
only herself to please, she will dance

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words and music by Shannon Curtis
published by Shannon K (ASCAP)
all rights reserved; lyrics reprinted by permission