Cherubs dancing,
liver spotted old
ladies sitting this
one out

Bald ones want
the skinny ones
and the wallflowers
just want someone

The band strikes
up a long forgotten
tune and for a moment
everyone stops to listen

Sailors wait for their
dance ticket to be
pulled while the pretty
girls smile through ruby red lips

In the corner, the lonely man
taps his foot and as the crowd
passes him by, he sips
another drink of courage