The Jukebox Wore my best dress on our first date He held the door and said, "You look great" He dropped a quarter, said, "This one's ours" We danced by the jukebox for hours and hours Needle drops and the record spins Feel the music pullin' me in Piano rollin', sax so sweet Gets me movin' off my seat Snap your fingers, tap your feet Spin it one more time on the jukebox He said goodbye and he left me in June I came back in, someone played our tune Same old jukebox in the same old place Had to wipe the mascara off my face Needle drops and the record spins Feel the music pullin' me in Piano rollin', sax so sweet Gets me movin' off my seat Snap your fingers, tap your feet Spin it one more time on the jukebox Danced in my kitchen with the radio on Sang every word till the hurt was gone All winter long, I healed up bit by bit By spring, I missed that song, I must admit Back to the jukebox, I walked through the door Best dress on, like I wore before Our song came on, and I danced across the floor Same old song, it doesn't hurt, I love it more Play it again! Needle drops and the record spins Feel the music pullin' me in Piano rollin', sax so sweet Gets me movin' off my seat Snap your fingers, tap your feet Spin it one more time on the jukebox Piano rollin', sax so sweet Gets me movin' off my seat Snap your fingers, tap your feet Spin it one more time on the jukebox Spin it one more time on the jukebox One more time!
