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