Terry says... Terry [Terry Terry] says he knows a placenWhere we can go and dance alonenBut Terry won't, Terry [Terry Terry] won't tell menIf that's blood or campari on his handsnOh but I'm in love with you, yes I amnAnd if it's all the same to younI'd really like a dancenYes, I'd really like to dance withnnTerrynNo good for me (no good for me)nNo good for menTerrynNo good for me (no good for me)nNo good for mennTerry looks... Terry [Terry Terry] looks so handsomenSitting in my father's den, airing his despairnBut Terry leaves, Terry [Terry Terry] leaves cigarette ash everywherenWhen dancing up the stairs in his underwearnBut I'm in love with you, yes I am, yes I amnYou may think that I cannot but I think I can, but I think I cannBut I'd really love a dance withnnCHORUSnnBRIDGEnnCHORUS