So you're on the prowl wondering whether she left already or not

Leather jacket, collar popped like Cantona

Never knowing when to stop

Sunglasses indoors, par for the course

Lights in the floors and sweat on the walls

Cages and poles



Call off the search for your soul, or put it on hold again

She's having a sly indoor smoke

And she calls the folks who run this her oldest friends

Sipping a drink and laughing at imaginary jokes

As all the signals are sent, her eyes invite you to approach

And it seems as though those lumps in your throat

That you just swallowed have got you going



[Chorus]

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on

Number one party anthem



[Verse 2]

She's a certified mind blower, knowing full well that I don't

May suggest there's somewhere from which you might know her

Just to get the ball to roll

Drunken monologues, confused because

It's not like I'm falling in love I just want you to do me no good

And you look like you could



[Chorus x2]



The look of love - the rush of blood

The "She's with me" - the Gallic shrug

The shutterbugs - the Camera Plus

The black & white - the colour dodge

The good time girls - the cubicles

The house of fun - the number one party anthem



Come on, come on, come on

Before the moment's gone

Number one party anthem