Late at night in summer heat 
Expensive car, empty street 
There's a wire in my jacket 
This is my trade 
It only takes a moment, don't be afraid 
I can hotwire an ignition like some kind of star 
I'm just a poor boy in a rich man's car 
So I whisper to the engine, flick on the lights 
And we drive into the night 
Oh the smell of the leather always excited my imagination 
And I picture myself in this different situation 
I'm [bad word] director, two kids and a wife 
I get the feeling that there's more to this one's life 
There's some kind [bad word]  he tells her he's alone 
Spends the night with his lover, there's a trace of her cologne 
And the words of his mistress, as she whispers them so near 
Start ringing in my ear 
Please take me dancing tonight I've been all on my own 
You promised one day we could its, what you said on the phone 
I'm just a prisoner of love always hid from the light 
Take me dancing, please take me dancing tonight 
I imagine his wife, she don't look nothing like a fool 
She picks the kids up form some private school 
She remembers what he told her, he was late and worked alone 
But there's more than a suspicion in this lingering cologne 
And the kid's just won't be quiet and [bad word] a traffic light 
And she drives into the night 
Please take me dancing tonight I've been all on my own 
You promised one day we could it's what you said on the phone 
I'm just a prisoner of love always hid from the light 
Take me dancing, please take me dancing tonight 
So here am I in a stolen car at a traffic light 
They go form red to green and so I just drive into the night 
Please take me dancing tonight I've been all on my own 
You promised one day we could it's what you said on the phone 
I'm just a prisoner of love always hid from the light 
Take me dancing, please take me dancing tonight

Old enough to be her dad
But the young men were just mad
They nursed their grievances
And she was flattered by his charm
It wouldn't do her any harm
They all had their chances
He sent her flowers and limousines
She was treated like a queen
And anything she ever wanted
It was no problem for a man like him
And everyone expected soon
That she could ask him for the moon
If she would wear his ring
Knowing glances from his friends
In the homes at the weekends of high society
But in one degree's removal
What he'd lost in their approval
He made up all with certain notoriety
But their wives had caught their glances
They'd a name for such romances 
And they'd confer on all the thoughts that they were picking
But he didn't give a [bad word]  he never felt more like a man
But all this time the clock was ticking
And all would envy the older man and his beautiful young wife
Yes, all would envy
In a house upon a hill
She was there with time to kill
She lived a life she'd only dreamed
The life was never what it seemed
To all her friends that she'd ignored
She denied she was bored
She had no time for dancing, no time for dancing
But the clock upon the wall
That was ticking in the hall
Always reminded her
That life was going on as well
But she was happy and she would swear she wouldn't change a thing
And all would envy the older man and his beautiful young wife
Yes, all would envy
Now it's 5 o'clock am
She must have spent the night again with that old friend of hers
She loves to dance
She's missing more and more these days
But he's still stuck in his old ways
Perhaps she needs a little more romance
But the clock upon the wall is still ticking in the hall
She must be home soon soon
Where a younger man would weep
He takes a pill and goes to sleep
Now who would envy the older man and his beautiful young wife
Who would envy
Who would envy