Hey! In your morning terror of not knowing what to wear I'll race down to your house Catch you standing in the bare Why do you shiver in your clothes When you've paid for them all on your own And I've got blue-colored eyes The union has been unkind Now I don't want to dance anymore I am through I could never ever be that guy, that's for you to do Now I don't want to dance anymore I am through I could never ever be that guy, that's for you to do And when the chip's off your shoulder And you're back home in your own bed You should invite me over I'll show you how to write a hit I can't promise it will sell But I can promise you it won't be shit Yes I'm an envious shrew But it should be me, not you Ha, ha, ha, ha Now I don't want to dance anymore I am through I could never ever be that guy, that's for you to do Now I don't want to dance anymore I am through I could never ever be that guy, that's for you to do And I've got blue-color eyes The union has been unkind Yes I'm an envious shrew But it should be me, not you Now I don't want to dance anymore I am through I could never ever be that guy, that's for you to do Now I don't want to dance anymore I am through I could never ever be that guy, that's for you to do Now I don't want to dance anymore I don't want to dance anymore Now I don't want to dance anymore