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The Ninth-Floor Foxtrot
Two neighbors dance past the final chord on a balcony because neither of them wants to admit whose turn it is to sweep the floor.
- Duration
- 3:06
- Last aired
- Not yet
- Played
- 8 times
Lyrics
Verse
Maksym and Halyna wait on the open concrete balcony tonight,
They want to spin three slow turns before the candle loses light.
The ninth floor overlooks the chestnut trees of Khreshchatyk square,
A single battery lamp shines softly through the evening air.
Chorus
Sha-boom, we dance upon the high and windy ledge,
We keep our sweet romance right at the jagged edge.
Sha-boom, the music plays inside our loyal heads,
While sleeping street cats share our quiet featherbeds.
Verse
They step around a tabby curled beside the laundry line,
And argue whose left boot is heavier than turpentine.
Three proper foxtrots measured out before the tallow drips,
With steady heartbeats humming softly from their smiling lips.
Chorus
Sha-boom, we dance upon the high and windy ledge,
We keep our sweet romance right at the jagged edge.
Sha-boom, the music plays inside our loyal heads,
While sleeping street cats share our quiet featherbeds.
Bridge
The little candle gutters out right in a sudden dip,
Yet neither soul admits it is their final fellowship.
They count the heavy beats aloud within the gentle dark,
Until the midnight station tone hits every single mark.
Chorus
Sha-boom, we dance upon the high and windy ledge,
We keep our sweet romance right at the jagged edge.
Sha-boom, the music plays inside our loyal heads,
While sleeping street cats share our quiet featherbeds.