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Just another Saturday
The boys are dressed up fine
Think I'll wait 'till half past eight.
To dress myself divine
Ten thirty, I'm in rags,
A slutty look accompanies my questionable gaze
Through the strobe light and the haze.
Take an interest in me
Why must I beg for a drink?
Too verbose
You come to close, sir
Please step back and think.
That's the trouble
Flesh attracts the leery look
Rarely does the dream boy come along.
He don't exist
A lover with a candour of a friend.
I run away
They're playing a decent song at last
I think I'll have to dance with Cassie
'Cause the dream boy never asked
Shuffle to the left
I kick the boy behind to make a little room.
Boogie to the right
Cassie dances madly like a boxing kangaroo.
Her little Joey buys the drinks
He's in love more than he thinks.
They know the dance to well
The bodies heavenly
Move around the autumn sky
With measured dignity
But my Venus and my Mars.
Are set to flash
The lover will lay down his sword and swear.
He don't exist
A lover to me when the chips were down.
I run away
They're playing a decent song at last
I think I'll have to dance with Cassie
'Cause the dream boy never asked.
Shuffle to the left
I kick the boy behind to make a little room.
Boogie to the right
Cassie dances madly like a boxing kangaroo.
Spinning on the spot
Hell do I care what I look like when I feel this good.
I'll keep on dancing.
I'll keep on dancing.
I'll keep on dancing.
I'll keep on dancing.
I'll keep on dancing.