Apartment Wrestling

There’s a dance I do when no one is looking There’s a dance that leads to something bizarre I know some say I’m overindulgent There’s a dance I do when I’m in my car Here comes that hurricane Oh, tell somebody, got somebody She’s moving this a way Oh, with somebody, help somebody There’s a steep hill, road kill, looking it over Raise an eyebrow, slow down, wouldn't ya know Space ship, hand grip, pocket decoder There's wet naps, road maps, all over the floor Taught myself apartment wrestling Taught myself the way it’s done Learned to dance among the shadows Found a way to dance at home Don’t turn my love away Oh, tell somebody, got somebody We wrestle everyday Oh, with somebody, help somebody In a world so full of emotional garbage It’s no wonder some folks go it alone You can pile that shit from here to Alaska That’s the reason I’ll be dancing at home If you get an invitation You don’t need to fix your hair If you get it then you got it Dancing in your underwear Got to live a life of danger Got to dance where no one goes Got to wrestle with my conscience Got to struggle with my soul Oh, tell somebody, got somebody Oh, with somebody, help somebody