This work collects a bunch of local dances, as seen from the table of a touristic restaurant anywhere. They all introduce a proper choreographic system, but also a gross way of cracking it in terms of presence and bodily conditions. It's maybe the same sort of sound lag perceived while speaking a foreign language for the third time.
Binary dynamics, Hawaiian folkore or rock attitudes contribute to invent the map of an anonimous journey in which any adventure is excluded, except the thrill of booking it.
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Let's dance
NO put on your red shoes
NO and dance the blues
YES
Let's dance
NO to the song they're playin' on the radio
NO
Let's sway
YES while colour lights up your face
NO
Let's sway
YES sway through the crowd to an empty space
YES
If you say run, I'll run with you
NO
If you say hide, we'll hide
YES
Because my love for you
NO
Would break my heart in two
NO NO
If you should fall
YES
Into my arms
NO
And tremble like a flower
NO
Let's dance
NO for fear your grace should fall
NO
Let's dance
NO for fear tonight is all
YES
Let's sway
YES you could look into my eyes
NO
Let's sway
YES under the moonlight,
NO this serious moonlight
YES
If you say run, I'll run with you
NO
If you say hide, we'll hide
YES
Because my love for you
NO
Would break my heart in two
NO NO
If you should fall
YES
Into my arms
NO
And tremble like a flower
NO
Let's dance
NO put on your red shoes
NO and dance the blues
YES
Let's dance
NO to the song they're playin' on the radio
NO
Let's sway
YES you could look into my eyes
NO
Let's sway
YES under the moonlight,
NO this serious moonlight
YES
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