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Text: 38 Special. Wild-Eyed Southern Boys. Honky Tonk Dancer.


Lady in red what'cha doin'?
Who the hell do you think you're foolin'?
Why you actin' so cold?
You're the angel of town you keep sayin',
"Got to work no time for playin'".
But what the others don't know.

When the clock strikes five you really come alive
forget about who you are
Forget about the week and all the bus'ness heat
Tonight you become a star
That's what you are,

You're a honky tonk night time dancer,
You're a queenie when you take the floor.
You're a honky tonk night time dancer,
star attraction that's fo' sho',
that's what you are!

Listen here, now
Monday mornin' comin' routine you're out there runnin'
Boss man likes his coffee sweet
Ain't no life for you, baby,
soon or later gonna drive you crazy
Moon lightin' ev'ry week

When the sun goes down you really come around
forget about who you are
You're a night time girl
when you're showin' all the world
Tonight you're gonna be a star
that's what you are

You're a honky tonk night time dancer,
You're a queenie when you take the floor.
You're a honky tonk night time dancer,
star attraction that's fo' sho',

Monday mornin' comin'
routine you're out there runnin'
Boss man likes his coffee sweet
Ain't no good for you, baby
Tell the man he must be crazy!
You gotta moonlight ev'ry week

When the clock strikes five you really come alive
Forget about who you are
Forget about the week and all the bus'ness heat
Tonight you become a star.
That's what you are,

You're a honky tonk night time dancer,
You're a queenie when you take the floor.
You're a honky tonk night time dancer