I want to make her sing and dance

When I asked her whether sings and dances

She said no, no. What? Has the gal in her gone?

Yea she said so too. That’s something to work on

Yea I want to make her sing and dance

To bring the gal back into her

The gal boy in us never die

Somewhere deep in us they lurk

Suppressed by the vicissitudes of life

The disappointments and shocks

It just needs a trigger to resurface the gal, boy

I had a smooth talk with her

Reassured how good she looks still

Relaxing, bringing up a smile on her face

Why don’t you sing a song for me

Prompting, she opened out, yea, yea, singing

What a voice, it’s a pity she hid it deep

Enjoying the song prompted why don’t we dance

Hoollaaa! She got up to take up my hand

Here we go step in step my hands gingerly

On her waist her hand on my shoulders

Here we go round round and round

Treating the place as a dance floor

Moving, sliding, whirling her around

Hurray! I got her to sing and dance

The gal in her now will never leave!

-Mohan Sanjeevan