She's got the anger of a suffragette but she's crying a river
She's got the smile of a side show clown but she stands and delivers

I'm drinking heavily to slur my stroll and get some rythem
I'm on the prowl but who would've thought that I could pick em
Maybe you can help me, I am looking for someone to dance with
Baby can't you help me, you know I hate dancing by myself
I see a looker with a neon top, so I started talking
She holds the wall up with a broken shoulder, so I started walking
I turn the corner and who do I spot, it's that girl from TV
I spilt my liquor and my buzz is gone, and my stroll ain't easy
Baby you can help me, I am looking for someone to dance with
Baby can't you help me, you know I hate dancing by myself