Sometimes in the middle of the night, Sometimes in the middle of a show, i'll go Sometimes i'm a little underdressed, Sometimes i'm a little overblown, i know But it's the people you meet It's the conversations you have, that last Well, honey when i'm down, you say i'm stuck in the past, perhaps But i don't know Grew up in another one's clothes Grew up in another one's home, alone Grew up with another person's rules That were made up long ago, i won't 'Cause it's the rhythm you dance, It's the style of clothes you wear, out there It's in the way you smile, It's in the way that you stare, i care But i don't know, what else i should say And you make some sense in an abnormal way I don't know I don't know I don't know I don't know It stares in the middle of your eye It stabs in the middle of your back, react It doesn't even matter what you say, It doesn't even matter how you act, relax 'Cause it's the rhythm you dance, It's the style of clothes you wear, out there It's in the way you smile, It's in the way that you stare, oh i care But i don't know, what else i should say And you make some sense in an abnormal way I don't know I don't know I don't know I don't know