Sides face grand square
On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime
Allemande left and weave
She comes out of the sun in a sundress running
Like a watercolor in the rain
Don't bother asking for explanations
She'll just tell you that she came from
The Year of the Cat

Heads (sides) promenade halfway
Sides pass the ocean, extend
Split circulate, linear cycle, touch 1/4
Boy run right, everybody zoom
Centers pass thru, swing that girl promenade her
Don't bother asking for explanations
She'll just tell you that she came from
The Year of the Cat

Sides face grand square
She doesn't give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow 'til your sense of which direction
Completely disappears
Allemande left and weave
By the blue-tiled walls near the market stalls
There's a hidden door she leads you to
"These days," she says, "I feel my life
Just like a river running through
The Year of the Cat."

Sides face grand square
Well, morning comes and you're still with her
And the bus and tourists are gone
And you've thrown away your choice and you've lost your ticket
So you have to stay on
Allemande left and weave
But the drumbeat strains of the night remain
In the rhythm of the newborn day
You know someday you're bound to leave her
But for now you're gonna stay
In the Year of the Cat