Out of reach of an open hand; broken hearts, so hard to mend,
G.Q. girls and glamour boys exchanging lies, in nightclub noise.

Dancing without touching,
We all move around, and around,
We're dancing without touching,
We can't hear the sounds around us.

Always near, still miles away; loving the night, hating the day,
The lonely mannequins sing and dance, trying to give love one last chance.

Dancing without touching,
We all move around, around,
We're dancing without touching,
We can't hear the sounds around us.

Dancing without touching,
We all move around, and around,
We're dancing without touching,
We can't hear the sounds around us,
Dancing without touching,
We all move around, around,
We're dancing without touching,
We can't hear the sounds around us,
Dancing without touching,
We all move around, around,
We're dancing without touching,
We can't hear the sounds around us.

We're dancing without touching,
We're dancing without touching,
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