Back in da day, proper dancers ... Back in da day, in a world far away, Where rhythm reigned supreme, and dancers had their say, There existed a breed, like none you've ever seen, Proper dancers they were, with moves so serene. Their bodies were fluid, like water in motion, Every step, every groove, filled with pure devotion. With grace and precision, their feet would glide, Creating a masterpiece, with each dance they'd ride. Their hips would sway, to the beat of the drum, Their arms would soar