Nobody drinks alone You brought that bottle home in a paper sack Drew the blinds and locked the doors And there's nothing but empty there inside that glass So you pour a little more And there's no one there to judge you At least that's what you tell

Our eyes are open White white My body (my body) Walking in space How dare they try to end this beauty? In this dive We rediscover sensation Doors locked (doors locked)

Get into the groove Boy you've got to prove Your love to me, yeah Get up on your feet, yeah Step to the beat Boy what will it be Only when I'm dancing can I feel this free At night I lock the doors, where no one else can see I'm tired of dancing here all

New York, New York Broken glass in the hallway, bloodstained floors Neighbors, look at every bag you bring through your doors Lock the top lock, momma shoulda cuffed me to the radiator Why not? It might've saved later from my block N.Y. cops, hookers

Of everything that's possible In the hearts and minds of man Keep on locking your doors Keep on building your floors Keep on just as before Here at the end, end Pay disasters no mind Didn't get you this time

Thank you for loving me When I couldn't breathe For being my eyes When I couldn't see Lock the doors We'll leave the world outside All I've got to give to you Are these five words when I For parting my lips

Who stole your heart Who took away the part so essential to the whole Left you a hollow body Skin and bone There are locks on the doors And chains stretched across all the entries to the inside There's a gate and a fence And bars to protect from only God

Get into the groove Boy you've got to prove Get up on your feet, yeah Step to the beat Your love to me, yeah Boy what will it be You've got to Only when I'm dancing can I feel this free At night I lock the doors, where no one else can see

I have, I hold the key, to nothing, it's a small Murder, murders in the hands, of motion, as It seems to be No more doors No more locks No more windows No more box

Oh there she goes, she goes, Got a taste of a rocking band, Standing there holding out your hand, Better lock up all your doors, She's like a spinning dynamo, You're handing out the token prize, Giving you a brand new ride, And nobody knows where she