She was daydreaming,
Not that long ago,
To the evening moon,
In the champagne sky,
It hymned to her,
You're so fine,
To have such rhythm, love,
And beauty,
She was daydreaming,
To the evening moon,
In the champagne sky,
It hymned to her,
Do ya wanna be a Salsa dancer,
Do ya wanna be a Salsa dancer,
Do ya wanna wear,
lovely vintage dresses,
That sway like flowers,
Do ya wanna be a Salsa dancer,
Do ya wanna twirl your hem,
And sigh,
Do ya wanna twirl your hem,
And fly,
To a lovelier clime,
Do ya wanna wear lovely,
Vintage dresses,
And sway like flowers,
Do ya wanna twirl your hem,
And fly,
Do ya wanna twirl your hem,
And sigh,
Do ya wanna be a Salsa dancer,
Do ya wanna twirl your hem,
And fly,
To a lovelier clime,
And your Beauty unwind
Reynaldo Casison
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