you rolled in like a storm and brought the rain showered me with scorn and all your pain you told me you were torn in between days now there s nothing i or bobby smith can say to chase this torrential torture away there just ain t words to say how sorry i am for acting like a school boy trapped in a man there s nothing i won t do for one last chance may i have this dance just one last dance blew back into town just like the wind beyond repair the damage that i did we both assumed we d never speak again till i saw you in those turquoise pumps and tight black vinyl pants i need you back my friend there just ain t words to say how sorry i am for acting like a school boy trapped in a man there s nothing i won t do for one last chance may i have this dance just one last dance i ve been dancing with the ghost of myself i ve been dancing with a ghost it s true take the heart in the jar off my shelf pull it out and give it back to you there just ain t words to say how sorry i am for acting like a school boy trapped in a man there s nothing i won t do for one last chance may i have this dance just one last dance