When I'm Dancing I Ain't Fightin - Slade

Let me tell you about the ins and outs of love

Let me tell you about a bit of push and shove

Let me tell you when the hooded terror strikes.

(oh oh)

He reaches fever pitch, that every lady likes

It doesn’t matter if you’re naturally one way

It doesn’t matter if you’re actually, well gay

There’s nothing like it when sensations coincide.

(oh Oh)

Given mysteries that flies can never hide

Oh, when I’m dancing

Oh, when I’m dancing

Oh, I ain’t fighting with you no more

Let me tell you about the up and down romances

Let me tell you how the bad girl makes advances

Let me tell you when the hooded terror strikes.

(oh oh)

He reaches fever pitch, that every lady likes

There’s noting like it when frustrations are relieved

And when fantasy ambitions are achieved