There's danger in the air 

They walk around in pairs 

Dancing to the Dansette 

Well God Almighty don't forget 

You came here with me. 



While Cinderella's getting hypnotised 

By the Italian with grey-green eyes 

I stand deliberatly out of bounds 

Winding you up just to bring you down 

To my level 



So I'm sitting in a corner with a knife in my back 

Pretending not to notice that I'm under attack 

When a positive lack of direction breaks upon my shoulders 



You may dance with him all night long 

Live your romance out in a popular song 

But baby you're gonna miss me when the radio comes on 

And they're playing my song. 



The boys are queuing up at every one-night stand 

To issue their final demands 

The stand's telling them about this guy 

And so they're standing with her but they're keeping their eyes 

On some other girl 



Me, I'm trying to hold it down 

By thinking about the words to some other song 

When I'm forced into making polite conversation 

I open the window to get some ventilation 

Try to break away from the intellectual starvation. 



Meanwhile the taxis are calling 

And the angels are falling 

Down into the garden of truth 

Where two star-crossed lovers 

Cut across one another 

And make their way home one by one. 



He may fire imagination into your eyes 

I know strong personalities are hard to find 

You messed up mine; 

We've got a good thing let's keep on trying 

Baby you're gonna miss me when the radio comes 'round to my time.





Submitted by Michael Hack