Julian Perretta & Feder – Private Dancer

She’s got back, dark brown eyes She ain’t looking shy, dancing to my song A nice summer breeze, can’t cool down Was a hundred degrees, and then her clothes fell off Hm, how’d she go so low, low, low? Where’d she learn that? Everyone came for the show But I want her to be My private dancer Yeah, yeah, yeah I wanna dance with Yeah, yeah, yeah Girl, you made it rain What’s your name? Where did you go? My private dancer Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah She had gone for the morn’ Forgot her Saint Laurent on