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