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.