Sally dances on the floor
She says she can't do it anymore
She walks down St. Marks Place
And eats natural food at my place
Sally can't dance no more
She can't get off of the floor
Sally can't dance no more
They found her in the trunk of a ford
OOh, she can't dance no more
Sally is loosing her face
She lives on St. , Marks Place
In a rent-controlled appartment
Eighty dollars a month
She has lots of fun, she has lots of fun
But, Sally can't dance no more
Sally can't dance no more
She took too much meth and
Can't get off the floor
Now Sally, she can't dance no more
She was the first girl in the neighbourhood
To wear tied-dyed pants, ah, like she should
She was the first girl that I ever seen
That had flowers painted on her jeans

She was the first girl in her neighbourhood
That got raped on Tompkins Square real good
Now she wears a sword, like Napoleon
And she kills the boys and acts like a son
Sally can't dance no more
Sally can't dance no more
She can't get herself off the floor
Sally, she can't dance no more
Sally became a big model
She moved up to eighties and park
She had a studio appartment
And that's where she used to ball
Folk singers, and that's where
She used to ball folk singers
Sally can't dance no more
Sally can't get off of the floor
She can't dance no more
Sally can't dance
She knew all the right people
She went to Le Jardin
She danced with Picasso's
Illegitimate mistress
And wore Kenneth Lane jewels, it's trash
But Sally can't dance no more
She can't get off of the floor
Sally can't dance no more
Sally can't dance