You can go to the all-electric meeting
Fall in love with the all-electric girl.
You can close your eyes
And say that you are seeing
But there'll be hell to pay;
There'll be hell to pay,
And you won't meet the girl of your dreams.
You see her at a club where your pulse is in the beat
And the thrill is wild and tense
And the tense is future perfect
And the sparks begin to fly
And your tinder heart is dry
And the tongues of flame leap high
And you're dancing to the heat
And she moves like oxygen.
You can go to the all-electric meeting
Fall in love with the all-electric girl.
You can close your eyes
But the sweetness is still fleeting
And there'll be hell to pay;
Yes, there'll be hell to pay,
And you won't meet the girl of your dreams.
You wake up in your bed,
But the fire is cold and dead,
And you see her still asleep
Like a secret you can't keep.
She wakes. Her smile is strained,
And her underwear is stained,
And she isn't who you thought.
But she sees that you're a fraud.
You can go to the all-electric meeting
Fall in love with the all-electric girl.
You can close your heart
And pretend it isn't bleeding
But there'll be hell to pay;
There'll be hell to pay,
And you won't meet the girl of your dreams.