| As the last record plays, | |
| As the last record fades, | |
| At the end of the night. | |
| And it used to feel like home, | |
| But now I'm on my own, | |
| As they turn on the lights. | |
| Love don't dance here anymore. | |
| No more magic on the floor, | |
| I've found a new place to go. | |
| Love don't dance here anymore. | |
| And posters on the wall, | |
| From a time I had it all, | |
| But we don't play those songs anymore. | |
| Needle in the groove, | |
| I used to love to watch you move, | |
| I know you like to watch me too. | |
| Love don't dance here anymore. | |
| No more magic on the floor, | |
| I've found a new place to go. | |
| Love don't dance here anymore. |