only one person alive knows that move...
give me a dance with a 'ganger of mine,
twin to dopple' and move with in time,
no need to pound rhythm in the floorboards:
we'll pirouette in sync and ready for more.
give me a twirl with whom sharest my face,
together we shall rule this place.
no need for words--you think all that I'll say:
you'll whisper, I'll whimper, and never part ways.
give me a quickstep with this mirror o' mine,
take up my heart and give me of thine;
no need for rings or legal cer'mony
we'll create our own harmony.
I always wanted to do that.
Italicized text from "Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides." I claim no ownership to these lines.