All day long she's waiting for the night to ask her out
To be somebody's dancer, to get lost inside a crowd
There‘s no need to talk, because the music is so loud
Till a taxi drops her back into a morning full of doubts

Chorus:
You can feel like 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 the make-up and prepare the aspirin
Well you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of this skin

His home is where his heart is at the parties that he rolls
Tells himself he can't be lonely cause he's never on his own
But all the friends he makes at night, in the morning they are gone
And he's left with his four walls, his aching head, his silent phone

Chorus:
You can feel like 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 the make-up and prepare the aspirin
Well you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of this skin

All day long she's waiting for the night to ask her out
To be somebody's dancer

Chorus:
You can feel like 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 the make-up and prepare the aspirin
Well you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of
Feeling like you are part of something if you are part of the scene
You can make your life look pretty out a little ice and gin
Wash off the make-up and prepare the aspirin
Well you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of this
Skin