It was my final year in Baptist and I was having dinner at my buddy's

And 'Dance for a Million" was on

And the radio said

donate $10 to the Chest

and dance for the Community

And the last pair of dancers who stay on the dance floor

will be the winner of the ball

So my buddy urged me on, saying

go, I 'll pay

So he phoned Lannie

and we met at Jordan

and walked to Polytechnic

where the event was held

And there

many people were walking

still inhibited to dance

And the dance 'ground' was empty

And the dance 'ground was big

And the music was playing

And my body started moving

And I 'd learnt some Jazz in America

And my dance steps were great

And I covered a lot of floor spaces

And soon I attracted a crowd

And soon I attracted a security

I was making a scene

never had they seen such dances

the way the space was cut

Nor the way it was frozen

as I drooped my body to rest

in a modern dance stance

he approached me quick

What are you doing

Dont give him a bad time

they attacked

flipping his cap on the ground

and they booed and cheered

and they swirled me on to dance again

to dance for them

I didn't know where my partner was

I was dancing on my own

and a few greasers came to dance with me

but not for long

My steps were too many

my steps were too fast

my steps twirled me to new places

And soon I had new partners again

My legs started to stiffen

I had to sit down to rest

But within a minute

I was dancing again

You got some ambulance man whose service I can use

I got the cramps

Sorry if you are tired just scram

So we

very unwillingly left

And as we were in the open

Four sturdy built men

praised my dance

Where did you learn that from

Like to go back and dance some more

and questions followed

And I told them everything

myself my education my dance

and my partner nudged me

And said later

They were CID

Checking on you

That was the biggest compliment

to my dancing 'career'

I still feel proud of

many years later