Oh, I know that she has made a fool of him

Like many girls have done so many times before

Time and time again

But he's so strange, I don't know why

But somebody, somebody has to cry

There's gonna be no dancing when they get home



There's gonna be no dancing

There's gonna be no dancing

There's gonna be no dancing when they get home



Now he's telling her every little thing he's done

Once he glanced at the jackets of some paperbacks

Now he's read every one

He's such a drag (He's such a drag)

He's not insane (He's not insane)

It's just that everybody has to feel his pain

There's gonna be no dancing when they get home



He's getting down on his knees

He finds that the girl is not so easy to please, oh, oh

After all, his nights were just a paper striptease

She's caught it like some disease



If he says "No dancing"

There's gonna be no dancing

There's gonna be no dancing on my own



She can't even speak to him, he can't face her now

He says, "Even though I wanna shake your hand

All I ever do is bow

So now do you see, how can it be?

Why can't you give me anythin' but sympathy?"



There's gonna be no dancing

There's gonna be no dancing

There's gonna be no dancing

There's gonna be no dancing

There's gonna be no dancing on my own