The last dance

This is the last dance

This is the last dance

This is the last dance,

so twist and shout

This is the last dance

This is the last dance

The bouncer is waiting

for you to cut out

It's the last chance for you, little teeny-vamps,

to stumble around in high-heeled shoes

The last one to show that you're grown up and free

Then go home, Mom and Daddy are angry with you

And the peeping Toms there, at the edge of the dance floor

Cool guys singing the lonely man's blues

This is your deadline, pull yourself together

And then you will kiss the girl next to you

Heroes of the boozer's battle!

This is the last, stale sip of the night

Make it snappy, kill the bottle

And then I want you to crawl out of sight

It's the last dance

This is the last dance

You are the loosers

in a phoney game

This is the break of dawn

This is the cruel hour

It's like a cold shower

for a freezing man