I can't see In the flicker-light's quiet frequency I was briefly interrupted by the sound Of your voice Now I can see Why you turned away in disbelief I couldn't get enough of the leitmotif Of your voice He's a lonely dancer He's a fun fanatic organiser I wonder, wonder, wonder If you like to check him, check him, check him When you dance Reassurance marks every move I don't understand how you can make out the groove Through the noise He looks at you The poise-boy tries to cut a good figure But he has no future judging by the sound Of your voice He's a lonely dancer He's a fun fanatic organiser I wonder, wonder, wonder If you like to check him, check him, check him.