And the lights went out, and the spotlight takes its place, and I listen for the sound of the band. I saw you look at me, from a darkened path beneath, as I made my way to the stands. Yes, I'm a showman, and I do it all the time, from the forest to the land, you gotta be mine. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. And I grabbed that little mic, and I sang a melody, as I kept my eyes on your little face. You prove it every beat, with the platinum and the slickery feet, but I never cease to move my way. Yes, I'm a showman, and I do it all the time, from the forest to the land, you gotta be mine. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Haha, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Haha, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. And I grabbed that little mic and I sang a melody as I kept my eyes on your little face. You groove at every beat with the platinum and the snickering feet but I never cease to move my way. Yes, I'm a showman and I'll do it all the time and before it's too late you gotta be mine. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.