No me vas a sacar a bailar

Even though my friends lent me some clothes today
Even though I look good playing the weirdo
Even though I’ve learned all the trendy moves
And I’m the best friend of the best DJ

You’re not gonna get me to dance
You’re not gonna invite me to hang out
You’re not gonna confront me when I walk by the wardrobe
You’re not gonna get me to dance
You’re not gonna try to win me over
You’re not gonna ask me if we’re going to your place or mine

Even though when we were together, we had everything we needed
And we drowned in a sea of emails
Now you don’t even give me the time of day, you turn your back, you don’t wanna see me
You’ve waxed off the kisses I left on your skin

You’re not gonna get me to dance
You’re not gonna invite me to hang out
You’re not gonna confront me when I walk by the wardrobe
You’re not gonna get me to dance
Today you’re gonna act all intellectual
Everyone wants to be what they’re not, and it’s not my fault

If my faith can move mountains, why can’t it move your feet?
Why can’t it get your hips swaying to a cooler beat?
I’m like a rotisserie chicken lurking in your light
You wiped the sweat off my brow, I’m feeling wilted
I’ve exhausted the songs in my repertoire
Dedicating them to the worst ostrich

You’re not gonna get me to dance
You’re not gonna invite me to hang out
You’re not gonna confront me when I walk by the wardrobe
You’re not gonna get me to dance
You’re not gonna try to win me over
You’re not gonna ask me if we’re going to your place or mine

You’re not gonna get me to dance
Today you’re gonna act all intellectual
Everyone wants to be what they’re not, and it’s not my fault