Undemocratic dance

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Give me the code, tell me what to do
I have probably forget anything
I thought it was mine, a dance for me and you
A nice melody I like to sing

But the plate, tell me I’m late
It’s green to make choice for the men,
It’s not my turn, But my feelings burn
Please for a dance invite me then

I wanna dance, that what I’m here for
I hope for my chance, what’s my score
Its wrong colour now, I am not aloud to invite
I wanna dance but how, could I do it right

December 2004

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