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

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

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

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