Kim Carnes/Dave Ellingson)



Connie Con Carne



She Dances With Meat

She wakes up every day

Fixes breakfast for Harry

Its a promise she made

On the day she was married



The kids eat their oatmeal

With faces so bright

Its a matter of pride with her

That she does everything right



And when Harry hurries away

To his business in Des Moines

She goes to her frigidaire

And takes out her favorite porkloin



Then she dances with meat

She waltzes a mile on the kitchen tile

She's amazingly light on her feet

When she dances with meat



Exhausted she falls

On the bed with a sigh

Remembering the pork chops she loved

Back at Roosevelt High



And when everyone is asleep

And certain that no one will wake

She tiptoes down to the furnace room

Where she's hidden a porterhouse steak



Then she dances with meat

She waltzes a mile on the kitchen tile

She's amazingly light on her feet

When she dances with meat



She's tried everything from bananas to toast

But nothing beats cheek to cheek with a rump roast...



She dances, she prances, she dances, romances with meat