Dancin' Alone - Rod Stewart

On a boulevard in Paris

I met a good old friend of mine

«Come on over to my place

Bring yourself and a bottle of wine»

So I put on my leathers

And I tried to look my best

But I was apprehensive

I noticed I was the only guest

It was then I witnessed

Something I’d never seen

Some satisfaction

Dancin' alone

Dancin' alone

Listen

There’s a white house in Georgia

Down the Mason-Dixon line

They got Kentucky Derby winners there

They got a Lear jet parked outside

Yeah but every Friday weekend

When the big tom cat’s away

You’ll find the plantation shakin'

By the butler and the upstairs maid

Don’t need no money, diamonds or Cadillacs

To get all the satisfaction dancin' alone

Dancin' alone

Dancin' alone

Don’t you worry

Bout the problems of the human race

Get some satisfaction dancin' alone

Dancin' alone, baby

Listen to this

At a hot spot in Texas

On an endless Friday night

I was listenin' to Waylon and Willie

When a cowgirl passed my sights

And I took a look in the mirror

To make sure that my head was screwed on

I was feeling rejected

But I wasn’t going home

In a moment of a rash decision

I threw myself right on the floor

I did a backflip and somersault

Yeah, the crowd called for more

So if you’re tired of watching

Being left on the shelf

Get your satisfaction dancin' alone

Dancin' alone, dancin' alone

Dancin' alone, dancin' alone

Dancin' alone baby