She left her coat down in the club To see if I would offer mine I’d rather wrap my arm around her Feel the small bones in her spine She moved to London yesterday Told me I had missed my chance Didn’t seem to seem that way When she’s asking me to dance When she’s asking me to dance When she’s asking me to dance When she’s asking me to dance (Trumpets over the top) Sunglasses tucked down her top I’d break the law to catch her eye Her effervescence was effortless Nonchalant Bona-Fide She doesn’t live that far away Medium-distance romance Just a virgin pendolino And she’s asking me to dance And she’s asking me to dance And she’s asking me to dance And she’s asking me to dance And she’s asking me Small bones Rest on me now with your Small Bones Rest on me now I’ve seen you in my dreams honey I’ve watched you in my sleep                   We were drinking in the bars darlin’ Dancing down the street (No guitar) Small bones Rest on me now with your Small Bones Rest on me now to fade