The Party

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 hypnotized

By the Italian with gray-green eyes

I stand deliberately 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, all night long

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 up 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 minds

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

When the radio comes on, so long

When the radio comes on, you were gone

You're gonna miss me when I'm gone

They're playing my song

You're gonna miss me when I'm gone