Every dance with the girl who gives you the eye
Let her hold you tight
You can smile
Every smile for the girl who'd like to treat you right
'Neath the pale moonlight
But don't forget who's takin you home
And in who's arms you'll be my gal
Oh, darlin' save the last dance for Sal
PS: He thought that he would get away with just a bottle of wine
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