Hey!

In your morning terror of not knowing what to wear

I'll race down to your house
Catch you standing in the bare
Why do you shiver in your clothes

When you've paid for them all on your own

And I've got blue-colored eyes

The union has been unkind

Now I don't want to dance anymore

I am through
I could never ever be that guy, that's for you to do


Now I don't want to dance anymore
I am through
I could never ever be that guy, that's for you to do


And when the chip's off your shoulder
And you're back home in your own bed

You should invite me over
I'll show you how to write a hit
I can't promise it will sell

But I can promise you it won't be %#@!

Yes I'm an envious shrew

But it should be me, not you
Ha, ha, ha, ha


Now I don't want to dance anymore
I am through
I could never ever be that guy, that's for you to do


Now I don't want to dance anymore
I am through

I could never ever be that guy, that's for you to do

And I've got blue-color eyes

The union has been unkind
Yes I'm an envious shrew
But it should be me, not you


Now I don't want to dance anymore
I am through

I could never ever be that guy, that's for you to do

Now I don't want to dance anymore

I am through
I could never ever be that guy, that's for you to do


Now I don't want to dance anymore
I don't want to dance anymore
Now I don't want to dance anymore