Underdressed -

Sometimes in the middle of the night

Sometimes in the middle of a show, I’ll go

Sometimes I’m a little underdressed

Sometimes I’m a little overblown, I know

But it’s the people you meet

It’s the conversations you have, that last

Well, honey when I’m down, you say I’m stuck in the past, perhaps

But I don’t know

Grew up in another one’s clothes

Grew up in another one’s home, alone

Grew up with another person’s rules

That were made up long ago, I won’t

'Cause it’s the rhythm you dance

It’s the style of clothes you wear, out there

It’s in the way you smile

It’s in the way that you stare, I care

But I don’t know, what else I should say

And you make some sense in an abnormal way

I don’t know

I don’t know

I don’t know

I don’t know

It stares in the middle of your eye

It stabs in the middle of your back, react

It doesn’t even matter what you say

It doesn’t even matter how you act, relax

'Cause it’s the rhythm you dance

It’s the style of clothes you wear, out there

It’s in the way you smile

It’s in the way that you stare, oh i care

But I don’t know, what else I should say

And you make some sense in an abnormal way

I don’t know

I don’t know

I don’t know

I don’t know