Scott Bradlee’s Postmodern Jukebox
Dancing in the Dark
I get up in the evening
And I ain't got nothing to say
I come home in the morning
I go to bed, feeling the same way

I ain't nothing but tired
Man, I'm just tired and bored with myself
Ooh hey, there, baby
I could use, just a little help

You can't start a fire
You can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark

Message keeps getting clearer
Radio's on, I'm moving around the place
I check my look in the mirror
Wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face

Man, I ain't getting nowhere
Just living in a dump like this
There's something happening somewhere
Baby, I just know that there is

You can't start a fire
You can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
You sit around getting older
There's a joke here somewhere and it's on me
I'll shake the world off my shoulders

Come on, baby, the laugh's on me (x3)

[Instrumental]

You can't start a fire
You can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark

Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing, dancing
Dancing baby
Dancing in the dark

[Scatting]

Even if we're dancing in the dark