All day long she's waiting for the night to ask her out
to be somebody's dancer, to get lost inside a croud.
There's no need to talk, because the music is so loud,
Till a taxi drops her back into a morning full of doubts
You can feel lika a part of something, if you're part of the scene,
you can make your life look pretty out a little ice and gin,
wash off your makeup and prepare the aspirin, well you can
get out of this party dress but you can't get out of this skin