Take Your Partner By The Hand Lyrics - Band

She walks alone down a sleazy backstreet 

Around a corner, up an alley to a dead end 

There under a small blue light 

She enters an unmarked doorway 

(A low heartbeat, a low pounding escapes into the night) 

This is a place she goes to fulfill a very basic need 

Something people have been doing since the dawn of man 

To communicate without talking 

If she needs something 

She makes a gesture with her hand 

And mouths what she wants 

She wants to make a connection 

A certain kind of connection 

No this is not about something from the black market 

This is about no questions 

This is about smoke and sweat and beats 

This is about no message 

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CHORUS: 

Take your partner by the hand 

He's a woman, she's a man 

What's so hard to understand 

Take your partner by the hand 

Mona in the promised land 

Take your partner by the hand 

Keep it simple if you can 

Take your partner by the hand 

At the club they circle around some sex goddess like vultures 

Flashbulbs popping 

Like bees around their queen 

She is completely indifferent to all the commotion 

And orders some mango tango ice cream by sign language 

She's approached by some wild-eyed poet drunk with love 

I like her easy refusal, the way she shakes her head 

She lives these days in the attic of an old dance hall 

That's been shut down for years 

And swears there's times when she can hear feet shuffling below 

And can see the shadows swaying, moving to the music 

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CHORUS (first half) 

Elevator going up 

Fifth floor 

Lady's handbags, shoes, leather accessories, and electronics 

Wait a minute, where am I, on this elevator to nowhere 

Going up, going down 

Then like a hallucination 

I saw her out of the corner of my eye 

Studying some shoes very carefully 

She definitely had a particular purpose for these shoes in mind 

Then as quickly as she appeared, she disappeared 

Back into the slash and burn of New York 

Ah, stuck in traffic 

Crosstown, the stress of not moving 

She described it as like being locked in a car 

With a madman behind the wheel 

And the radio tuned to static 

CHORUS