Dance With Me Let’s dance little stranger
Show me secret sins
Love can be like bondage
Seduce me once again
Burning like an angel
Who has heaven in reprieve
Burning like the voodoo man
With devils on his sleeve
Won’t you dance with me In my world of fantasy
Won’t you dance with me Ritual fertility
Like an apparition
You don’t seem real at all
Like a premonition
Of curses on my soul
The way I want to love you
Well it could be against the law
I’ve seen you in a thousand minds
You’ve made the angels fall
Won’t you dance with me In my world of fantasy
Won’t you dance with me Ritual fertility
Come on little stranger
There’s only one last dance
Soon the music’s over
Let’s give it one more chance
Won’t you dance with me In my world of fantasy
Won’t you dance with me Ritual fertility
Take a chance with me In my world of fantasy
Won’t you dance with me Ritual fertility
It’s my understanding that Stiv got in a car wreck in Paris, walked away from it, went back to his apartment and died later that afternoon. Just another example of how tough he was