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Felicia
Lyrics: John Popper
Music: Felicia Lewis

And if my two left feet could settle down and split the difference
Tripping over myself in every way that I know how
Perhaps in time I could surpass my coy façade of vast indifference
But I've already reached the maximum of what my law allows
You tell me to relax you tell me
Not to try so hard
But in the end it only makes me want to more
To figure out some way to play some major part

So I watch her move and I watch her work
Satisfy my voyeuristic quirk
Old habits they are hard to break
Just harder than it is to take
And when she looks away I tap my feet
I try my best to be discreet
Careful so she won't find out
How much I want to shout

Come on and dance with me Felicia
And show me how to do that step I never thought I could
You always move so gracefully
And I was never any good
But maybe if you'll dance with me
I'd feel as nimble as a cheetah Felicia
The momentary soaring of an eagle would be me
Come on Felicia set me free
And when you start to close your eyes
You know you move so beautifully
I want to dance with you come on and dance with me Felicia

I suppose the thing that gets me most is that if I'd bothered ever
I wouldn't feel so much like Casey who never got to bat
You cannot help but laugh at me singing better late than never
And more and more I realize I have no argument for that
I can almost work up the nerve for a declaration
I can almost hear me speak the words as I gain resolve
But then you move and you twirl and you smile at me
And my inhibition and my courage both dissolve

And so I'm standing there and I do not move
In spite of her momentous groove
And for a moment I can barely see
A glimpse of how good it could be
And then I must admit that I want to try
To look Felicia in the eye
And when the music starts to play
To smile at her and say

Come on and dance with me Felicia
And show me how to do that step I never thought I could
You always move so gracefully
And I was never any good
But maybe if you'll dance with me
I'd feel as nimble as a cheetah Felicia
The momentary soaring of an eagle would be me
Come on Felicia set me free
And when you start to close your eyes
You know you move so beautifully
I want to dance with you come on and dance with me Felicia

And so I'm standing there and I do not move
In spite of her momentous groove
And for a moment I can barely see
A glimpse of how good it could be
And then I must admit that I want to try
To look Felicia in the eye
And when the music starts to play
To smile at her and say

Come on and dance with me Felicia
And show me how to do that step I never thought I could
You always move so gracefully
And I was never any good
But maybe if you'll dance with me
I'd feel as nimble as a cheetah Felicia
The momentary soaring of an eagle would be me
Come on Felicia set me free
And when you start to close your eyes
You know you move so beautifully
I want to dance with you come on and dance with me Felicia
I want to dance with you come on and dance with me Felicia
Dance with me I want to dance with you Felicia

1997 Blues Traveler Publishing Corporation

First release: Straight On Till Morning
Released: 07/01/1997
Earliest time played: 12/29/1996
Last time played: 10/17/2013
Playing frequency:
  214 plays (see all shows)
  11.52% of shows in the database
  18.84% of shows since debut
  Detailed statistics
Song information:
  Felicia was Blues Traveler's original bassist and has long been a friend of John's and the band's. She is also the sister of Ben Lewis, best friend of Chris Barron of Spin Doctors fame. She reportedly disliked the song when she first heard it.

Other recordings of "Felicia":
  Straight On Till Morning studio cuts, 1997
  Live: Thinnest Of Air, 2003


two left feet
Someone who is said to have "two left feet" is usually clumsy and not a good dancer.
soaring of an eagle
Reminiscent of the imagery in "Fledgling", where John urges a fledgling to "soar through heaven/mightiest of eagles".
Casey who never got to bat
"Casey At The Bat" is perhaps baseball's most famous poem. Written by Ernest Lawrence Thayer in 1888, it tells the sad tale of a would-be hero named only Casey striking out to end the game with the winning runs on base. In this reference, Casey never even got to the plate - similar to the narrator of the song never even getting up the nerve to ask Felicia to dance.