When it's getting dark outside
I'm preparing for the night,
Timmy walking into sun,
It has not yet begun.
Timmy drinks [...],
Flooding through the foggy white.
I'm alone at the trick,
There is no time for turning back.
Touch this and take my hand,
Catch my eyes to understand.
Working hard to get ahead
But the night makes me forget.
I get lost within' this song,
Keeping dancing rounding round.
I can be the dance machine,
Don't you say it's clap routine
