First up, this is Fabio He drives here from Torino Parking tickets litter His Fiat Cinquecento Fiat Cinquecento His Fiat Cinquecento Fiat Cinquecento Amy is the sweetest Works weekdays in a pet shop Mixes vodka with her cola She knows everybody's name Everybody's name She knows everybody's name Everybody's name It's 5 p.m. on Sunday No one knows we're dancing Outside, the sun is blinding No one knows we're dancing ♪ Behind the bar is Peter His father is a lawyer For the EU out in Munich He does London, Paris, Munich London, Paris, Munich He does London, Paris, Munich London, Paris, Rome It's 5 p.m. on Sunday No one knows we're dancing Outside, the sun is blinding No one knows we're dancing ♪ All the Croydon boys are over All the girls and nighttime waiters Sweat falls off the ceiling We're all trapped in a feeling ♪ No one knows we're dancing ♪ It's 5 p.m. on Sunday No one knows we're dancing Outside, the sun is blinding No one knows we're dancing ♪ No one knows we're dancing ♪ No one knows we're dancing ♪ No one knows we're dancing