Finally a slow dance
Maybe this'll be my chance
To get her on the floor And show her my moves
The lady is looking fine No way to know this storyline
So I'm leaving it all up to the moon Yeah,
I'm leaving it all up to the moon
I'm cruising down the boulevard Top down and miles on the radio
This one likes it avant-garde
I can tell
I'm feeling some vertigo God knows what I'm in for
But I'm leaving it all up to the moon Yeah,
I'm leaving it all
up to the moon
Handcuffed on the floor
She took my Selma, snuck out the door
I never even got her number
A short-lived romance
Uncool happenstance
So much for leaving it up to the moon
So much for leaving it up to the moon
Yeah,
I'm leaving it all up to the moon