Modern Dance

The modern dance. Down to the bus Into the town Our poor boy can't get around Eight fifty-five Down at the show She leaves early He'll never know Cuz our poor boy Believes in chance He'll never get the modern dance Under the door there's an eye on the place He watches for the shadows race Watch real close Look real fast He's in touch It'll never last Cuz our poor boy Believes in chance He'll never get the modern dance