Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
BOY
Vocals
Sonja Glass
Bass Guitar
Valeska Steiner
Vocals
Philipp Steinke
Piano
taco Van Hettinga
Clarinet
Marco Möller
Percussion
Thomas Hedlund
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sonja Glass
Composer
Valeska Steiner
Songwriter
Philipp Steinke
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Philipp Steinke
Producer
Kai Blankenberg
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
All day long she's waitin' for the night to ask her out
To be somebody's dancer, to get lost inside a crowd
There's no need to talk because the music is so loud
Till a taxi drives her back into a morning full of doubts
[Verse 2]
You can feel like part of somethin' if you're part of the scene
You can make your life look pretty, add a little ice and gin
Wash off the make up and prepare the aspirin
Well, you can get out of this party dress
But you can't get out of this skin
[Verse 3]
His home is where his heart is at the parties that he rolls
He tells himself he can't be lonely 'cause he's never on his own
But all the friends he makes at night, in the mornin' they are gone
And he's left with his four walls, his achin' heard, his silent phone
[Verse 4]
You can feel like part of somethin' if you're part of the scene
You can make your life look pretty, add a little ice and gin
Wash off the make up and prepare the aspirin
Well, you can get out of this party dress
But you can't get out of this
[Verse 5]
You hear your own echos in the empty staircase
And you're walkin' through your dark apartment
Lookin' for a friendly face
Because the Polaroid pictures on your fridge won't do
No, the Polaroid pictures on your fridge won't do
No, the Polaroid pictures on your fridge won't do
No, they won't do
[Verse 6]
You can feel like part of somethin' if you're part of the scene
You can make your life look pretty, add a little ice and gin
Wash off the make up and prepare the aspirin
Oh, you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of this
[Verse 7]
All day long she's waitin' for the night to ask her out
To be somebody's dancer, just a puppet in the crowd
How to move her feet is all she has to think about
Till a taxi drives her back into a morning full of doubts
[Verse 8]
You can feel like part of somethin' if you're part of the scene
You can make your life look pretty, add a little ice and gin
Wash off the make up and prepare the aspirin
Oh, you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of
Feelin' like part of somethin' if you're part of the scene
You can make your life look pretty, add a little ice and gin
Wash off the make up and prepare the aspirin
Oh, you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of this skin
Written by: Philipp Steinke, Sonja Glass, Valeska Steiner