And we’re dancing And romancing And the damn wind Caught the damn dress And it swung up And I’m like “what?” And I’m like “what?” And I’m like “what?” What do I do? I cannot stay, I cannot choose I cannot dance, I cannot move I am too cool I am too cool No I’m not, I am a fool No I’m not, I am so cool Yes I am so cool The king of the cool The cream of the cruel I do what I do And you do what you do I’m wearing all white And I’m painting tonight And I got vhs I’m sleeping all night