HIGH SOCIETY

                    One, two, three; one, two, three,
                        Turn round the floor
                    Forward and backward
                        With one you adore.

                    It’s Saturday dancing school
                       Where you shall meet
                    Someone whose status
                       Is of the elite.

                   Here’s where you’ll polish
                     Your manners and moves
                   Learning to travel
                      In upper-class grooves.

                   Waltz with Matilda
                      Or Deborah Jane;
                   Fox trot with Sally
                      Then slow dance Elaine.

                   But remember to stay
                       On the right side of town—
                   Don’t cross over the tracks
                       Lest your parents should frown.

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