Antoher morning comes
And we're busted flat
Not a care in the world
To show for it
Sleeping in till noon
Until the moon drops its silver hat
Put a little glamour
On your skin
Jostle in the crowd
You pretty things
Whe the evening comes
Is when these birds spread their wings

We go spinning
Lights hitchin' a ride
We go spinning
Go spinning so high
We go spinning
The floor steaming so hot
We go spinning
Go spinning so high

Midnight past
The lignts won't go to bed
Tune into the whirl
Inside your head
Let your engine go, get in
And we'll paint yhe town red
Feel the body spark
And hi the flaw
Fever dancing
Down the rabbit hole
When the night is right
Your feet won't even touch the floor