Stop,Stop,Stop - The Hollies

See the girl with cymbals on her fingers

Entering through the door

Ruby glistening from her navel

Shimmering round the floor

Bells on feet go ting-a-ling-a-linging

Going through my head

Sweat is falling just-a like-a tear drop

Running from her hair

Now she dancing, going through the movements

Swaying to and fro

Body moving, bringing back a memory

Thoughts of long ago

Blood is rushing, temperature is rising

Sweating from my brow

Like a snake, her body fascinates me

I can’t look away now

Stop, stop, stop all the dancing

Give me time to breathe

Stop, stop, stop all the dancing

Or I’ll have to leave

Now she’s moving all around the tables

Luring all in sight

But I know that she cannot see me

Hidden by the light

Closer, closer she is getting nearer

Soon she’ll be in reach

As I enter into a spotlight

She stands lost for speech

Now I hold her, people are staring

Don’t know what to think

And we struggle, knocking over tables

Spilling all the drinks

Can’t they understand that I want her

Happens every week

Heavy hand upon my collar

Throws me in the street