Ey look over there where
there’s a boy and he’s young, and he’s scared why
and when he gets drunk, he cries
he cries, oh mama, come on sit by my side
but she don’t, and you wanna know why
she wont say
what you here for that old ghost town of a dance floor
they say, i don’t want to hear that cabaret play,
here comes the neighborhood
hey, look over there where
over there, there’s a boy in the symmetry chair,
and how’d he get there
was it you and I
what’d you hear kid that old ghost town is a trash bin,
they say, oh, I don’t want to hear that cabaret play
5-6-7-8 more, I’d like to set em’ straight
but I’m not sure if I’ve got the gaul or the body weight
to let the band play, here comes the neighborhood
they want to know if the shoe do fit,
they want to know if the space is legit,
they want to hear that low back chain shift,
Mr Officer tell ‘em about it