During the day
She's a full time typist
At the computer
And on the phone
During the day
He's an auto-mechanic
Punchin' a time clock
And livin' alone
But at night
In the dark when the sun goes down
Yes at night
Night is when they go to town!
And they dance
And she feels like Ginger Rogers
They dance!
He's got the flair of Fred Astaire
They dance!
As they glide around the ballroom
They dance!
And the world belongs to them
When they dance!
Nobody knows that she has this secret
None of her family would ever connect
All of his pals think he's shy and quiet
Not in the world would they ever suspect
She's a full time typist
At the computer
And on the phone
During the day
He's an auto-mechanic
Punchin' a time clock
And livin' alone
But at night
In the dark when the sun goes down
Yes at night
Night is when they go to town!
And they dance
And she feels like Ginger Rogers
They dance!
He's got the flair of Fred Astaire
They dance!
As they glide around the ballroom
They dance!
And the world belongs to them
When they dance!
Nobody knows that she has this secret
None of her family would ever connect
All of his pals think he's shy and quiet
Not in the world would they ever suspect
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