Boxed Up

Sitting all alone by your telephone

And you're waiting for something you're waiting on the tone

Trying to get together trying to keep it real tight

But you'll be dancing around in the middle of the night

Well you were down on arrival and way out of sight

And you were left for dead in the middle of the night

Well you're eaten up inside by some readymade drama

And you can't look up cause you dread the panorama

You're all boxed up on a Saturday night

You're all boxed up and you sing

You're all boxed up at eleven at night

And you're standing all alone in the rain

You're all alone in the rain

You're all alone in the rain

Well you know there's a party on the side of the hill

And you know you shouldn't go but you know that you will

You're trying to keep it together trying to keep it real tight

But you'll be dancing around in the middle of the night

You can keep it for your mamas keep it for your poppas

You can raise a few llamas in the southern Bahamas

You can run to the bunker cause they just might bomb us

And sign that paper like you're Jefferson Thomas

And you're all boxed up on a Saturday night

You're all boxed up and you sing

You're all boxed up at eleven at night

And you're standing all alone in the rain

You're all alone in the rain

You're all alone in the rain

When you sitting all alone by your telephone

And you're stranded in the rain in a mess of your own

Down on arrival and way out of sight

But you'll be dancing around in the middle of the night

And you're all boxed up on a Saturday night

You're all boxed up and you sing

You're all boxed up at eleven at night

And you're standing all alone in the rain

You're all alone in the rain

You're all alone in the rain

You're all alone in the rain

Yes you are

You're all alone in the rain