She's got the anger of a suffragette but she's crying a river She's got the smile of a side show clown but she stands and delivers I'm drinking heavily to slur my stroll and get some rythem I'm on the prowl but who would've thought that I could pick em Maybe you can help me, I am looking for someone to dance with Baby can't you help me, you know I hate dancing by myself I see a looker with a neon top, so I started talking She holds the wall up with a broken shoulder, so I started walking I turn the corner and who do I spot, it's that girl from TV I spilt my liquor and my buzz is gone, and my stroll ain't easy Baby you can help me, I am looking for someone to dance with Baby can't you help me, you know I hate dancing by myself