I like to take a dancing class each year
It helps myself to keep in touch with me
And the girls I meet are different
Than the ones I meet at work
And there’s always at least one
sensitive guy

There is a girl I like to pair up with
She comes from Germany
She’s beautiful
And I like the way she dresses
And I like the way she moves
We never speak, we only acquiesce

There is a mirror in the locker room
And sometimes after class
We stay and dance
And she always shows me new steps
And I try to follow her
Follow her? Berlin is far away

I must stay
I must stay in shape
I must try
I must try new steps
Must perfect
Must perfect each move
That’s harder?
I will try that then
But sometimes
Sometimes I have fears
A strange and
A strange and dark force Is trying
Trying to pry me
Pry me from
Pry me from myself
This is why
This is why I move
This is why
This is why I dance
Must protect
Must perfect each step
I must try
I must dance faster

This is the last dancing class I’ll have
The announcement came today
After the class
She said
“You’re two hundred years old now
There’s no one left to hold you
This is the last dancing class you’ll have”