Down to the bus 
into the town 
our poor boy can't get around 
Eight fifty-five 
down at the show 
she leaves early 
He'll never know 
Cuz our poor boy 
believes in chance 
he'll never get the modern dance 

Under the door there's an eye on the place 
He watches for the shadows race 
Watch real close 
Look real fast 
He's in touch 
It'll never last 
Cuz our poor boy 
believes in chance 
he'll never get the modern dance