Someone was dancing
Somewhere that no one dared
South from France
In a pond of pussy willows
As drops in the air
Came around and splashed
For a hundred years
For nothing
It meant something though
But that was code.
Somewhere that no one dared
South from France
In a pond of pussy willows
As drops in the air
Came around and splashed
For a hundred years
For nothing
It meant something though
But that was code.