I Could Always Make Time (but I Never Could Dance)

I could always make time,
But I never could dance
I would always make out
when it came to romance
They say you won't learn nothin'
If you don't take a chance
I could always make time,
but I never could dance
I can pound good with a hammer
Keep a pace that'll make you sweat
With the ladies I've got manners
I drive a truck and an old Corvette
But I can't dance good
With a good dance beat
Keep trippin' over my big feet
I don't get lost in the mountains
I don't miss no meals, it seems
My keys and my wallet I never forget
I can even remember my dreams
But I can't dance good to a rhythm and beat
I keep starin' down at my big feet