Dancefloor

In my mind I think I'm still on the Dancefloor
You look at me like i've never seen you before.
Like a wind farm up on a hill you're an eyesore
you add up to more than all of the horrors that I saw.

The people around
are whittled and drowned
and under the sound
of the backing track.
Beneath the lights
appear black and white
and into the night
like an alley cat you go.

Stealing my eyes, a thief in disguise
a welcome surprise in a cowboy hat.
Got to advise, you're nobody's prize
to summarise what you're looking at.

In my mind I think i'm still on the dancefloor
dancing the mashed potato to your underscore
spending more than I could ever account for
Have you taken a shine to me or..