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