Lyrics Dancer - SLANG

She's a nine, where's a ten?
Saw an alright eleven on the dance floor
Never pays for a drink
Queueing at the bar she's a chancellor
She's the type that lives for free
It'll cost you more than you asked for
Too good to be true
Then I found out the answer

Yeah, then I found out her name
Her name was Becky Jane
She was hooked to the main
She's great, she was all alone at the bar on her
Own getting drinks off the lads no (tars?) or shades
Yeah, and then I caught her eye she was looking
In my sight but I couldn't take my eyes of her waist
So I asked her for a drink and then I asked her for a dance
You should of seen her face

More, always wanting more
Wondering to see what she thinks but she's always wanting
More, always wanting more

She's a nine, where's a ten?
Saw an alright eleven on the dance floor
Never pays for a drink
Queueing at the bar she's a chancellor
She's the type that lives for free
It'll cost you more than you asked for
Too good to be true
Then I found out the answer
She's so fine, so fine but she wasn't really much of a dancer
She's so fine, so fine but she wasn't really much of a dancer
She's so fine, so fine but she wasn't really much of a dancer
She's so fine, so fine but she wasn't really much of a dancer

1, 2 step, 1, 2 step, 1,
2 step to the beat we're fine she's mine all night
She's never met a guy like me from the hood who
Moves like this she keeps telling me I'm wild, alright.
Then I went to the bathroom
Come back and she's found a new guy oh my,
Sitting on his table, with a bottle of the finest wine
I ain't got a chance

More, always wanting more
Wondering to see what she thinks but she's always wanting
More, always wanting more

She's a nine, where's a ten?
Saw an alright eleven on the dance floor
Never pays for a drink
Queueing at the bar she's a chancellor
She's the type that lives for free
It'll cost you more than you asked for
Too good to be true
Then I found out the answer
She's so fine, so fine but she wasn't really much of a dancer
She's so fine, so fine but she wasn't really much of a dancer
She's so fine, so fine but she wasn't really much of a dancer
She's so fine, so fine but she wasn't really much of a dancer

More, always wanting more
More, always wanting more

She's a nine, where's a ten?
Saw an alright eleven on the dance floor
Never pays for a drink
Queueing at the bar she's a chancellor
She's the type that lives for free
It'll cost you more than you asked for
Too good to be true
Then I found out the answer
She's so fine, so fine but she wasn't really much of a dancer
She's so fine, so fine but she wasn't really much of a dancer
She's so fine, so fine but she wasn't really much of a dancer
She's so fine, so fine but she wasn't really much of a dancer