| Spining around on the tops of his feet
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| Smiles of the angels could not be so sweet
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| Wide blue eyes
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| And picky-tails swirl
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| She’s her daddys' girl
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| Cause he knows the jokes that always make her laugh
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| He takes her for ice cream instead of her nap
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| At the end of the day by the light of the moon
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| They turn up the music and there in the room
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| And she yells
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| «Dance me! |
| Dance me around till my feet don’t ever touch down
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| There’s nothin' better than bein' your girl
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| And if I am your princess than daddy
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| You are the king of the world!»
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| It’s funny how life moves in circles at times
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| To think not so long ago that fase was mine
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| Houses get smaller we take different names
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| But some things in life stay the same
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| «Dance me! |
| Dance me around till my feet don’t ever touch down
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| There’s nothin' better than bein your girl
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| And if I am your princess than daddy
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| You are the king of the world!»
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| Cause some day she’ll go off and find a life of her own
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| Marrie a good man
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| And make a happy home
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| Until she comes back and sees with those same eyes
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| What time can not diskise
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| She walks through the door with that look on her face
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| Cause daddys' brown hair has all turned to gray
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| They talk for hours they cry and they laugh
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| Watchin' old movies and thinkin' back
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| And just as she turns to go
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| She says, «hey dad, how bout 1 for the road»
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| «Dance me! |
| Dance me around till my feet don’t ever touch DOWN!
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| «Dance me! |
| Dance me around till my feet don’t ever touch down
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| There’s nothin' better than bein your girl
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| Oh no there’s nothin' better than bein your girl
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| And if I am your princess than daddy
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| You are the king of the world!»
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| King of the world
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| Spining around on the tops of his feet
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| Smiles of the angels could not be so sweet |