ShallWe

This dance we do is pas de deux and hard to keep in time I like the song but it's rather long and doesn't really rhyme Hand in hand is how we stand there's no room pour les bras Your ego joined and thus has coined this jig une ménage à trois Once that arrived all was contrived and ruined all my pleasure in twists and turns new movements learned moving within the measure would these players stop? I can't simply drop my hand or something might break Not sure what it is whether mine, whether his it was something I'd hoped I could take trapped on the floor look, there is more Your ego is not alone It offered his arm Oozing with charm and behold, he is joined by my own. Onetwothreefour where is the door?