The Big Dance

The Big Dance

There's a big dance,

being held in town tonight.

I'm going to it,

and want everything right.

A very special lady,

I just might meet.

I need to look sharp,

and be light on my feet.

I pressed my best shirt,

and got the wrinkles out.

I slicked my dark hair back,

with oil of trout.

I matched my argyle socks,

and shined each shoe.

They glimmered as bright

as early morning dew.

I rolled the fuzzy lint,

off my blue blazer.

I shaved my face,

with my electric razor.

I put a Windsor knot,

in my bright red tie.

I dabbed on cologne,

what a sharp lookin' guy.

I showed up on time,

in very high style.

I walked inside,

people started to smile.

Actually they laughed.

I showed up at the dance,

I thought I was set…

but I forgot my pants!