A/N: Well my Bones fanfics are going rather well, this came to me a long time ago and I wrote this when I was bored, idea all too 
If you plan on downloading it with the story I recommend the version by David Campbell.
And Jenny isn't dead here, I don't want Vance to even exist in this because Vance sucks!
Also, ' is thoughts and " talking. Enjoy!

It was all Gibbs and Abby's fault, Tony had asked for soda, well he did get 30% of it as soda, the other 70% was caff-pow. Abby's favourite extra strong caff-pow, this made Tony go nuts.

"Ya know Ziva, that soft drink was good, want some?"
"No thank you Tony, I am trying to work"
"Aww, come on just a sip"
"Tony..."
"Ziva...just a sip"
"No"
"Please?"
"NO MEANS NO"
"Fine grumpy chick"

Tony had finished all his work in record time, because of his spiked drink (not that he had any idea about it though), which now meant he was hyperactive and bored, he began thinking back to his music collection and which song he had stuck in his head last.

I'm just a gigolo

'Bored bored bored, I'm just a gigolo, have no friends...wait that's not right'

Tony ran to back to his desk and opened his Windows Media Player and found the song.
The intro started to play and he was singing along in his chair, earning many strange looks from his co-workers, especially Ziva who seemed to see a deeper context to the story.

I'm just a gigolo and everywhere I go
People know the part I'm playing
Pay for every dance, selling cheap romance
Ooh, what they're saying

There will come a day, when youth will pass away
What will they say about me?
When the end comes I know
They'll say just a gigolo
Life goes on without me

This, was currently Tony's favourite song, Tony liked to sing like a professional would to an audience, in this case his audience were his co-workers and the stage was his desk, jumping up on his desk he continued singing.

I'm just a gigolo everywhere I go
People know they know the part I'm playing
I pay for every dance selling sweet romance
Ooh, what they're saying

Tony wasn't such a bad singer, all his focus was toward getting the words right and on tune, so Ziva could have a taste in the DiNozzo choice love songs, nearing his favourite part he leant closer to Ziva's desk from his

There will come a day when youth will pass away
What will they say about me?
When the end comes I know
They'll say just a gigolo
Life goes on without me

Jumping off the desk, Tony headed over to Ziva's desk and lightly placed his hands leaning a little close to her face and with the last line he sung a little softer and extended his right hand to Ziva.

The whole office was gaping, since when had Ziva danced in the squadroom? And since when does Ziva dance with Tony? And since when has Tony been such a good dancer?

Cuz I ain't got nobody
Nobody cares for me, nobody, nobody cares for me
I'm so sad and lonely
Sad and lonely, sad and lonely
Won't some pretty mama come and take a chance with me?
Cuz I ain't so bad
When I sing her, sing her a love song- all the time
I'll be on the beat
Baby I'll be on the beat

More and more people were staring at Tony and Ziva dancing in the squad room, they were alternating between two dances, the fast Foxtrot and the Quickstep, no one knew how they did it, it was obviously spontaneous of Tony and Ziva agreed, spur of the moment? If Tony had asked Ziva would probably have made a death threat for asking.

I ain't got nobody
Nobody cares for me, nobody, nobody cares for me
Somebody somebody save me

He sung a little louder gazing into Ziva's eyes hoping to get her to understand how much he is sick of being a gigolo and that she's the pretty mama that wants him to take a chance with her, not that Ziva has any children or anything.

The instrumental was a little faster which made anyone in the way clear right out of their path, on the way around the squad room saw Tony occasionally twirling Ziva around while moving very fast, still in Foxtrot/Quickstep formation, Tony still singing.

I aint got nobody
nobody cares for me, nobody
nobody, Watch out! I say

The 'watch out' part was said a little louder, more like shouted to move McGee out of the way who was currently looking for a stapler and in Tony and Ziva's path.

I'm so sad and lonely
Sad and lonely, sad and lonely
Won't some pretty mama
come and take a chance with me?
Cause I aint so bad

Tony added a pout and a little drama in to make Ziva laugh a bit, the two so close their noses were millimeters apart, Tony had to fight off the urge to kiss Ziva right there.

Well I'll sing you, sing you a love song
all of the time
Baby I'll be on the beat, I'll be on the beat
with that old, tall mama, c'mon!

Ziva mouthed "really?" and Tony managed to space it just enough to sneak in a "anything for you" before the next verse of the song, smiles all around!

She aint got nobody, at all
nobody (nobody), nobody (nobody),
nobody (nobody), no-one (nobody)
got no-one (no-one), got no-one (nothing),
nobody (nobody), nobody (nobody)
Oh-No! nobody cares for me
nobody cares for me, Oh Yeah!

The song ended and Tony knelt down and picked Ziva up and held her a little above his head, their lips perfectly in line but he didn't kiss her, everyone began clapping and Tony placed Ziva back on the ground and grabbed her hand and they bowed.

Abby and Gibbs had been watching the whole time laughing about spiking his drink made him go nuts and dance with Ziva and she didn't object and more astonishing, Tony was still alive!

"Great show you put on DiNozzo"
"I...uh...boss, my sugar high has finished"
"We spiked your drink with caff-pow"
"WHAT?"

And with that, Gibbs walked out laughing to himself and caught the elevator

A/N2: Well that was my first songfic, I had a thing in my head for weeks and I just had to write about it, my image was much more funky though, if I had a camera that showed my thoughts I would show all you kind readers, sadly I don't 
This will be continued with more Tiva songs.
Please review!!!