People call and ask how we're doing
In the L shaped room
They understand how different
It is in this professionThey all fall for all our excuses
That we'll see them soonYou tell me that you love me
I tell you that I love you
And I don't have to be worried
Any moreWe are the last couple on the dance floor
Don't stop the music
Don't stop the musicThe last couple on the dance floor
When they cut the power
They cut the whole world outA train crash, someone gets murdered
There's a threat of war
We all laugh and say
Hey, isn't that something?There's no cash, everybody panics
And the sweat just poursYou tell me that you love me
I tell you that I love you
And I don't have to be worried
Any moreWe are the last couple on the dance floor
Don't stop the music
Don't stop the musicThe last couple on the dance floor
When they cut the power
They cut the whole world outPeople call and desperately intend
To invade our time
We say, "Hey, wait
We're trying to beat the recordThey all fall for all our excuses
But at least we're kindYou tell me that you love me
I tell you that I love you
And I don't have to be worried
Any moreWe are the last couple on the dance floor
Don't stop the music
Don't stop the musicThe last couple on the dance floor
When they cut the power
They cut the whole worldWhen they cut the power
They cut the whole world
When they cut the power
They cut the whole world out, cut outWe are the last couple on the dance floor
(Cut out)
We are the last couple on the dance floor
(Cut out)We are the last couple on the dance floor
(Cut out)
We are the last couple on the dance floor
Songwriters
GRAHAM THOMAS PARKERPublished by
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