Waltz
R. Muczynski Lyrics


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Liquor burns my tongue.
It stings to count to three and look to see a hand up on your waist.
But he holds you like he should.
Graceful, gliding, glimpse of lover's kiss.
Another round of ale, and I don't believe this.
Movements of a demigod.
We're caught in a waltz, and I hope we dance forever.
A dream from which I'll never part.
And awake from your arms, I'd never, ever.
He whispers in your ear.
From what I see, it turns you on, sends shivers down your back,
Like the violin runs.
Graceful, gliding, glimpse of lover's touch.
I can dance with my gloves on, I think this has gone far enough.
Watch your steps and count to three.
Stare across the room with careful scrutiny.
Assess the situation.
Proof is what it needs, to show that I'm a man.
I know just what I want,
And have the liquid confidence to show her what I've got.
The man that never cared,
That never bottled up and hid from all the feelings that he had,
And all the things he never did.
I stop my slurring speech and expect the best reply.




"Will you dance before the night ends, just one more time?"
Adrenaline, the confirmation, losing to the charm, in my arms.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to R. Muczynski's "Waltz in 2-3" describe a scene of a man who is both intoxicated and envious of another man who is dancing with his love interest. The first line highlights the fact that the singer has been drinking and is affected by the alcohol. As he watches his love interest dance with another man, he is both pained by the sight but also enchanted by the grace and intimacy of their movements. The lyrics describe the other man as a "demigod" and his partner's reaction to his whispers as sexually charged, triggering shivers down her back.


The singer is conflicted between his desire to be with his love interest and his frustration at not being physically capable of being the better dancer. The words "I can dance with my gloves on, I think this has gone far enough" suggests his frustration with not being able to compete with the skill of the other dancer. The lyrics conclude with the singer asking his love interest to dance one more time with him and feeling the adrenaline of the moment.


Overall, the lyrics suggest a sense of yearning, jealousy, and ultimately acceptance of the limitations of the singer's abilities. The waltz serves as a metaphor for life and relationships, where sometimes we have to accept that we cannot always be the best or have everything we desire.


Line by Line Meaning

Liquor burns my tongue.
The taste of alcohol is unpleasant and harsh on my palate.


It stings to count to three and look to see a hand up on your waist.
The feeling of jealousy and possessiveness is overwhelming when I see another man dancing with my partner.


But he holds you like he should.
The man dancing with my partner is holding her in a proper and respectable manner.


Graceful, gliding, glimpse of lover's kiss.
The dance between my partner and the other man is smooth and romantic, as if they're sharing a tender moment.


Another round of ale, and I don't believe this.
I can't believe my eyes and want to numb my emotions with more alcohol.


Movements of a demigod.
The other man is dancing with such skill and grace, he seems godlike.


We're caught in a waltz, and I hope we dance forever.
The dance feels like an eternal moment of magic and joy that I don't want to end.


A dream from which I'll never part.
The memory of this dance will stay with me forever as a beautiful dream.


And awake from your arms, I'd never, ever.
If I were to leave the embrace of my partner, I'd regret it for the rest of my life.


He whispers in your ear.
The other man is whispering sweet nothings into my partner's ear, making her feel desired and loved.


From what I see, it turns you on, sends shivers down your back,
My partner is aroused and stimulated by the other man's advances, which fills me with jealousy and rage.


Like the violin runs.
The sound of the violin playing in the background adds to the romantic atmosphere of the dance.


Graceful, gliding, glimpse of lover's touch.
The movements of the other man and my partner are sensual and intimate, like they're sharing a secret language of touch.


I can dance with my gloves on, I think this has gone far enough.
I am willing to fight for my partner's affection, but the situation has escalated beyond my control and I need to let go.


Watch your steps and count to three.
I am trying to stay calm and composed, despite the anger and hurt I am feeling.


Stare across the room with careful scrutiny.
I am keeping a close eye on my partner and the other man, trying to read their body language and emotions.


Assess the situation.
I am analyzing the dynamics of the dance and the power struggle between me, my partner and the other man.


Proof is what it needs, to show that I'm a man.
I feel insecure and emasculated by the other man's success with my partner, and need to prove myself as a worthy competitor.


I know just what I want,
My desire for my partner is strong and unwavering.


And have the liquid confidence to show her what I've got.
Alcohol has given me the courage and recklessness to openly pursue my partner, even if it means causing a scene.


The man that never cared,
I used to be a passive and unassertive person, but now I've become bold and daring in my pursuit of love.


That never bottled up and hid from all the feelings that he had,
I used to suppress my emotions and hide my true feelings, but now I am willing to act on them and take risks.


And all the things he never did.
I regret not taking action sooner and pursuing my desires, but now I am making up for lost time.


I stop my slurring speech and expect the best reply.
I am trying to steady myself and prepare for a positive response from my partner, even if it may be unlikely.


"Will you dance before the night ends, just one more time?"
I am making one last plea for my partner's affection, hoping to share one more dance with her before the night is over.


Adrenaline, the confirmation, losing to the charm, in my arms.
My heart is racing with anticipation and excitement, whether I succeed in winning my partner or not. The other man's charm and charisma may be too powerful for me to overcome, but for now I have my partner in my arms, and that is enough to make me feel alive.




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