It was a simple story
Or provocation
No blame no fame or glory 
Just degradation 
That might be an answer fading away
Growing like a shadow wanting to stay
Oooooh it was a simple story
Burning hot to learning 
When you tip-top cross the floor
It's hard to face the music 
When the dancer you have loved walks out the door 
No one else can help me stop that pain 
There's not a hint of priesting 
No investigation 
And as my mind resisting 
To much citation 
All the midnight bad girls 
Sharing my bed 
Mixing up the reasons inside my head Ooh
it was a simply story 
Burning hot to learning 
When you tip-top cross the floor
It's hard to face the music 
When the dancer you have loved walks out the door. 
Burning hot to learning 
When you tip-top cross the flor
It’s hard to face the the music 
When the dancer you have loved walks out the door
No one else can help me stop that pain
Burning hot to learning 
When you tip-top cross the floor
It's hard to face the music 
When the dancer you have loved walks out the door.
No one else can help me stop that pain
Burning hot to learning
It's hard to face the music 
When the dancer you have loved walks out the door.
Burning hot to learning 
When you tip-top cross the floor
It's hard to face the music 
When the dancer you have loved walks out the door.