It’s been, what, twenty years since Dirty Dancing? and I can still do this from memory.

She’s like the wind Through my tree She rides the night Next to me She leads me through moonlight Only to burn me with the sun She’s taken my heart And she doesn’t know what she’s done

I feel her breath on my face Her body close to me Can’t look in her eyes She’s out of my league Just a fool to believe I am anything she needs She’s like the wind

I look in the mirror And all I see Is a young old man With only a dream Am I just fooling myself That she’ll stop the pain? Living without her I’d go insane

I feel her breath on my face Her body close to me Can’t look in her eyes She’s out of my league Just a fool to believe I am anything she needs She’s like the wind

Roadhouse was fine. Dirty Dancing was classic.