Standing in the half light, wondering if you can
   There stands the priest of sinners, consolation in his hands
   Though he prays he won't need it, he keeps it by his side
   Waiting for the face up and the answer in her eyes
   All while the music's playing a backdrop serenade
   There's only one point of view
   To be doing the things, things that lovers should do
  
   Disco-queens in dancestep, moving face to face
   All tangled up in neon don't think it's some disgrace
   The blue western denim, the East Coats razor edge
   The European fashion, the leathers and re-threads
   All while the music's playing a backdrop serenade
   There's only one point of view
   To be doing the things, things that lovers should do