Analysis of Dirty Dancing?

I'd meet her in dark corners
Not flaunting our romance
Sometimes by arrangement
Often quite by chance,
But you can bet each time we met
We'd do the dirty dance

Almost always in seclusion
We preferred to be discreet
We met up once, While out for lunch
So we did it in the street!

A rozzer hauled us both to court
He'd never watched strictly
The judge was a highland dancer
So he let us off Scot free!

A few times feeling cocky
As if on honeymoon
We'd hire a private ballroom
And dance all afternoon

Occasionally when frisky
We'd dance in broad daylight
When that became too risky
We'd dance all through the night

But now in those dark corners
If we perchance should meet
She says you chump,
Hang up your pumps
You've sprouted two left feet!

So sad for me that I won't see
her beat box anymore
A shame as dirty dancing
Is what I METAPHOR!