It was time when country dancing was a fad
And my girlfriend wanted dancing really bad,
She's excited and inspired,
Learns some steps, gets the attire,
We are going to set dancing world on fire.

Seven dances, I am ready to drop out,
My sweetheart is just beginning to warm up,
She's indignant, starts to shout,
I'm about to pass out,
She's upset and disappears in the crowd.

All alone driving home on highway
I can see a shiny Beemer, silver-gray,
The driver is in western garb,
I see a Stetson, guy is sharp
My girlfriend next to him, the Beemer pulls away.

I am sitting in a bar and smoking Kool,
Granted, I am looking like a fool,
Blue, and after a few beers
I can't help it, I'm in tears,
And the reason isn't drinking a few beers.

If you want to take your girl out to dance,
Just remember, you are taking a big chance,
As I learned in recent past,
Wanna dance, you gotta last,
That's the lesson that I learned in recent past.