The Party

There's danger in the air They walk around in pairs Dancing to the Dansette Well, God Almighty, don't forget You came here with me While Cinderella's getting hypnotized By the Italian with gray-green eyes I stand deliberately out of bounds Winding you up just to bring you down To my level So, I'm sitting in a corner with a knife in my back Pretending not to notice that I'm under attack When a positive lack of direction breaks upon my shoulders You may dance with him all night long Live your romance out in a popular song But, baby, you're gonna miss me when the radio comes on And they're playing my song, all night long The boys are queuing up at every one night stand To issue their final demands The stand's telling them about this guy And so they're standing with her But they're keeping their eyes on some other girl Me, I'm trying to hold it down By thinking about the words to some other song When I'm forced into making polite conversation I open up the window to get some ventilation Try to break away from the intellectual starvation Meanwhile the taxis are calling and the angels are falling Down into the garden of truth Where two star crossed lovers cut across one another And make their way home, one by one He may fire imagination into your minds I know strong personalities are hard to find You messed up mine We've got a good thing let's keep on trying Baby, you're gonna miss me When the radio comes 'round to my time When the radio comes on, so long When the radio comes on, you were gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone They're playing my song You're gonna miss me when I'm gone