I recognized you from our talks on Zoom
I walked up to you from across the room
You were hanging with your posse
Thought I heard you singin' softly

Are you Sofie? I shyly asked
How do you know me?
From that online class.
You showed me your empty glass

Perhaps we've talked at the gym?
No, I'd have remembered if we had
Somethin' sweet, with salt on the rim
A strawberry margarita -- perhaps?

Chorus
I said you look prettier in person
Tryin' to be witty, I wasn't flirtin'
I said I can barely hear you over the band
You asked if I was sober enough -- to dance

SO WE HIT THE DANCE FLOOR AND EXPLODED
LIKE TWO SHOTGUNS, LOCKED AND LOADED
I WAS TRYING TO KEEP UP WITH YOUR MOVES
FELT LIKE A GEEK, TRYIN' TO GET IN THE GROOVE

Pretty soon we were so hot, we had to take a break
I thought we oughtta take a walk, down by the lake
Got a couple stops to make, then yeah, that'd be great

My heart was beatin' fast and my head was buzzin'
We talked n laughed, said I don't do much clubbin'
Finally we relaxed over coffee and a muffin
By the time we got back, we were huffin' n puffin'

You looked up at me with those deer in the headlight eyes
Like you got a box of crackerjacks, and I was the prize

Chorus
I said you look prettier in person
Thought that was fitting, but I wasn't certain
I said I can barely hear you over the band
You asked if I was sober enough -- to dance

WE HIT THE DANCE FLOOR AND EXPLODED
LIKE TWO SHOTGUNS, LOCKED N LOADED
STILL TRYIN' TO KEEP UP WITH YOUR MOVES
HEAD SPINNIN', BEGINNIN' TO FEEL THE GROOVE

You looked up at me with those deer in the headlight eyes
Like you got a box of crackerjacks, and I was the prize

Chorus
I said you look prettier in person
Tried to be witty, but it wasn't workin'
I said "I can barely hear you over the band."
You asked if I was sober enough -- to dance

WE HIT THE DANCE FLOOR, CAUGHT THE BEAT AND RODE IT
I MUST'VE PASSED THE TEST, CUZ WITH YOUR FEET, YOU VOTED
YOU WERE TRYING TO MATCH MY SPIDERY MOVES
HEAD WAS SPINNIN', I WAS FINALLY IN THE GROOVE
YEAH, AND YOU WERE GETTIN' IN THE MOOD

I said you look prettier in person
Tryin' to be witty, it was finally workin'
I said "I can barely hear you over the band."
I'm just glad I was sober enough to dance
Glad I was sober enough to dance
Sober enough to dance

Sober Enough to Dance

Songwriter. Storyteller. Sound pioneer, Stan Countz is a genre-bending songwriter with over 300 original songs under his belt — a true craftsman of lyric and melody. From his debut track “Those Hap Happy Days” in 2005, a nostalgic tribute to the golden era of the ’50s and ’60s, Stan has built a musical legacy rooted in meaning, melody, and message.

Writing under the moniker Stan and Be Counted, he stands tall in the world of music as both a creator and a voice of purpose. His catalog spans a kaleidoscope of genres — from contemporary Christian rock and gospel to EDM, country pop, blues, R&B, hip hop, folk, and beyond. Each song is a reflection of his passion for storytelling and his desire to uplift, challenge, and connect.

Whether crafting soul-stirring love ballads, foot-tapping jingles, or heart-pounding hard rock anthems, Stan brings a rare blend of versatility, depth, and soul to every track. He doesn't just write songs — he writes moments you can feel.

Stan Countz is more than an artist — he’s a movement. A call to stand... and be counted. He is a prolific lyricist and lives in Denison, Texas with his artist/photographer wife. 

If you're an Artist looking for a song for the next hit, send me a message. Who knows, I may have a gem and a #1 hit for us both!