The Blue Days - Mystery Dance

There's a Mystery Dance on the far side of town
Cross the tracks when the sun goes down
To the old warehouse where the bodies were found
Next to where the greyhound station used to stand
All that's there now is the Mystery Dance

Now skinny Lou and Frankie the snake
Will try to sell you Cubans and a fake license plate
The saxophone swings and the band is hot
You can be who you are or be who you're not
You'll feel at home at the Mystery Dance

Four horses waiting outside under a blood red moon
A lone fiddler at their side playing until dawn
Everyone's lost in a trance
Except you and me at the mystery dance

The cars tail back on highway nine
Lighting sparks across the sky
She fixes her lips and her dark brown eyes
His foot on the gas she gives him a glance
Wondering why they went to the mystery dance

Written by:
Peter Doe

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