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1, 2, 3.. Dancing in circles Staring at feet Finding excuses For when our eyes meet Not to look away Oh, I was looking behind you And I hope you don't care But when I looked inside you I got caught in your stare Oh, I know it sounds cliché Oh but what's original anymore anyway 1, 2, 3.. Well, the song might be over But I'm not ready to leave Because my feet aren't yet tired And the heart on my sleeve Has found some stable ground And if the music stops playing And the dancing's deceased And my lips start to quiver Til they shatter my teeth Help me pick them off the ground Letras de cancionesAnd put them back inside my mouth She said the safest she's felt in a long time's inside my arms And darling, I won't break you, or 'cause you no harm Just keep the time Keep the time Keep the time 1, 2, 3.. From Letras Mania