Sticky Dancefloors

Daydream at the back of the queue

Where the only thing inside was you

And two hundred people I never met

On your marks, get set

When I was young, the queue was long

The place was full of air force ones

And I'm sick, sick and tired

Of all these sticky dance floors

And the bouncers outside

Where everyone's in hand for

I don't believe a word they say

All they do is getting annoyed

You don't believe a word I say

But you read the papers

Listen to everybody else

My love that will make or break us

And I'm sick, sick and tired

Of all these sticky dance floors

And the bouncers outside

Where everyone's in hand for

I don't believe a word they say

All they do is getting annoyed

The ones in town do anyway

You can't run, you can't hide

I'm telling you 'cause we're out tonight

You can't run, no, you can't hide

You can't run, you can't hide

It doesn't matter if you're on the other side of town

Or even the world

You can't run, you can't hide

I'm telling you 'cause we're out tonight

You can't run, no, you can't hide

You can't run, you can't hide

It doesn't matter if you're on the other side of town

Or even the world