>>6179SÉX with polkajak
The sound of a polka drifted from my neighbor's
And set my feet a-tapping oh!
Ieva's mother had her eye on her daughter but
Ieva she managed to fool her, you know.
'Cause who's going to listen to mother saying no
When we're all busy dancing to and fro!
Ieva was smiling, the fiddle it was wailing
As people crowded round to wish her luck.
Everyone was hot but it didn't seem to bother
The handsome young man, the dashing buck.
'Cause who's going to mind a drop of sweat
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