Last
night
when
things seemed quiet
the
baby got the flu.
And
early in the morning
my
wife felt sickly too.
Sooner
or later,
they
all throw up on you.
But
I don't mind.
I
like to boogie all night.
The
roaches in the kitchen
made
their way out through †he wall.
There's
forty pounds of toys and games
thrown
around the floor.
The
plaster on the ceiling
looks
too tired to fall.
But
I don't mind.
I
like to boogie all night.
(chorus)
There's
a bum passed out on the corner.
An
out-patient's sitting by the door.
Everyone
else looks dangerous
And
I can't stop watching it all.
But
it's all right
I
just like to boogie all night.
This
day is almost over,
every
one else is asleep.
The
house is humming with quiet
and
I'm going to lie here and think.
It's
my time, don't bother to call.
As
I unwind
I
just like to boogie all night.
(chorus)
©
1980, Zelevansky& Kushnick
