Not so much to rock and roll, because I end up looking like a barefoot Joe Cocker standing on hot coals, while writhing on a four way hit of windowpane. But I do enjoy C&W dancing, and Ballroom. I like to call it organized walking. If I were to dance now, I’d have to call it organized walking farts. It’s hard to find partners as a result. But back in the day, Tommy Two Tone couldn’t a candle to my suave and debonair.
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