Piece of the Action

Comedy at the satellite The cha-cha-lounge on a Friday night Gone were the days, cruelly stripped away Too soon But now that mortality is in retreat We’re stepping out from a boarded street Picking up the phone Telling everyone we know where to go I want a piece of the action I want to lose control I want the feeling if only just a fraction That it’s all coming back around All coming back around We’re looking fly and it’s been a while But we’re about ready to hit the tiles Cautious and slow, so scared to let it go Not again I want a piece of the action I want to lose control I want the feeling if only just a fraction That it’s all coming back around All coming back around I want a piece of the action I want to lose control I want the feeling if only just a fraction That it’s all coming back around All coming back around All coming back around All coming back around All coming back around All coming back around