I watch the fox trot through the garden’s late light
as my barbecued steak with a salsa tastes good
and your polka dot mini draws stares from the guys
so you reel them all in though you don’t think you should.

A quick step and suddenly everything’s changed
as gay Gordon’s here but just watch the tan go –
well, he went back to Blackpool instead of the Med
so it’s hardly surprising he’s taking it slow.

Waltz through the housework and jig your free time;
get a cha.. cha.. cha.. chance to relax in your life.
Clear out the barn; dance through your problems.
Forget about Sam – ba! Ignore all your strife.