Marissa

Oh, there's a girl named Marissa, she's quite a sight, When she hits the dance floor, oh, it's quite a fright. She's got two left feet, can't find the rhythm's groove, But she's got one excuse that she'll always prove. She's got moves like a robot, all stiff and tight, But She convinced that she the star of the night. She trips over her own feet, falls left and right, But she laughs it off, with all her might. Oh Marissa She can't dance, no matter how she tries, She spins around like a tornado, oh, my oh my. But she's got invisible dimples, don't you see? That's her secret weapon, it's her dancing feet Oh, there's a girl named Marissa, she's quite a sight, When she hits the dance floor, oh, it's quite a fright. She's got two left feet, can't find the rhythm's groove, But she's got one excuse that she'll always prove. She's got moves like a robot, all stiff and tight, But She convinced that she the star of the night. She trips over her own feet, falls left and right, But she laughs it off, with all her might. Oh Marissa She can't dance, no matter how she tries, She spins around like a tornado, oh, my oh my. But she's got invisible dimples, don't you see? That's her secret weapon, it's her dancing feet She's clumsy, it's true, but I adore her ways, Her imperfections make her shine, bright as sunrays. She's got a heart full of joy, and that's her magic, Even though her dancing's a little tragic. So let's all cheer for Marissa, the queen of fun, With her invisible dimples, her dancing's never done. She may not be graceful, but she's got the groove, Marissa, keep on dancing, we all love you!