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