Cash in pocket, squeaky clean
He's done his overtime
And she earned this weekend
Yes indeed, she got lasers in her mind
Shining stars and dark backrooms
A penchant for success
Close your eyes and let it go
While the strangers do the rest, oh
All packed out and looking good
Strapped up tight and clean
No mess right now
But late tonight they'll be dripping with her dreams

Disco peanuts, laser queen
Some kind of loneliness
The only person on the scene
That knows how to do it best
(How to do it best)

Bright lights walking, superstars
Baby let it shine
No more talking, here it comes
Let the bottle clear your mind
Lights out Johnny, magazines
Twisted coloured spines
Thank me later, little whiskers
Cause now your ass is mine

Disco peanuts, laser queen
Some kind of loneliness
The only person on the scene
That knows how to do it best
(How to do it best)

[Interlude]