Tekst piosenki
Another Saturday night. Time for all the boring people to think they're exciting.
Oh, my hair, is it right? I'm going to the dance and I want to look inviting.
Get out of my mind, get out of my way. Not wasting my time with all your thinking so disgusting.
I don't want a ride, I don't want to stay, looking at you with your smiling so untrusting.
Get out of my mind, get out of my way. I don't want a ride, I don't want to stay.
Everybody's going to the dance. Guess that means I stay home and watch Johnny Carson.
Everyone I know is at the dance, and that's the reason you won't see me going to drink a lot of beer, and whisper in each other's ear at the dance.
Oh please, can I go? Everyone will be there and I wanna make the scene.
Yeah, you don't know. A poser or a sellout, maybe somewhere in between.
You've taken my time, won't take anymore. Isn't my screaming at you making it apparent?
You'd make a better window than a door. Looking through you with all your actions so transparent.
You've taken my time, won't take anymore. You'd make a better window than a door.
Everybody's going to the dance. Guess that means I stay home and watch Johnny Carson.
Everyone I know is at the dance, and that's the reason you won't see me going to drink a lot of beer, and whisper in each other's ear at the dance.
Everybody's going to the dance. Guess that means I stay home and watch Johnny Carson.
Everyone I know is at the dance, and that's the reason you won't see me going to drink a lot of ears, and whisper in each other's beer at the dance.
