Sounds real nice, OM: Reminds me of a place I went to as a young man called The Cabbage Patch. They had a three piece band and a small dance floor.

"And the last dance they played, it was always a waltz
And they took it real nice and slow
And it made no difference who had the last dance
You knew she'd be taking him home."

"And what can you do when the last dance is done
And the band is all packed up and ready to go?
Just bid them good night, and when you turn off the light
Say a prayer for the sailors at sea"

Jerry