During the day
She's a full time typist
At the computer
And on the phone
During the day
He's a auto-mechanic
Punchin' a time clock
And livin' alone

But at night
In the dark
When the sun goes down
Yes at night
Night is when they
Go to town!

And they dance
And she fells like
Ginger Rogers
They dance!
He's got the flair
Of Fred Astaire
They dance!
As they glide
Around the ballroom
They dance!
And the world
Belongs to them
When they dance!

Nobody knows that
She has this secret
None of her family
Would ever connect
All of his pals think
He's shy and quiet
Not in the world would
They ever suspect

That at night
In the dark
When the sun goes down
Yes at night
Night is when they
Go to town

And they dance!
He's as cool as
John Travolta!
They dance!
She's as hot as Janet J.!
They dance!
As they glide
Around the ballroom
They dance!
They forget about the day
When they dance!

And they dance!
He's Antonio Banderas
They dance!
She's Ann Miller
On the screen!
They dance!
Now the crowd
Is cheering louder
They dance!
And the night
Is like a dream
When they dance!

Writer : Manilow, Barry
Copyright : Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.