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Written by: Mark Brine
 8th GRADE ROMANCE at the Friday Night Dance the boys in one corner 'n the girls in the other then I seen her come in ... in her plaid dress so trim angelic white blouse her girlfriends gathered about petite with silk hair all I could do was stare at her charismatic smile time stopped for a while then, the lover boys darted, even me I started till my shyness took hold 'n I just stood there cold ...
 AND THEY DANCED ... and they danced ... And they danced ... and they danced Each one of them wishin' he could be the boy t' walk her home, t' call her his own yeah, every one except me ... No, I (2. they) just stood there watchin' too afraid t' take a chance As they danced ... and they danced ... and they danced

 Out of the boy's room ... her, out 'a the girl's room "Hello, there" she said ... I turned my head Embarrassed a bit ... she overlooked it ... said "I couldn't help but notice you when I came in" ... I said "Me, too" "Was hopin' you'd ask me t' dance, but you passed me" I explained I felt shy ... she said, "That's the very reason why" she'd been taken to me 'n I came then t' see that sometimes what we hide is really, all the while, on our side 'n if ya think I was surprised .. ya should'a seen the eyes of all 'a my friends when the new couple came in ...©2003 Mark Brine  -  Mark Brine Music (BMI)