Lyrics No One Knows We’re Dancing - Everything But the Girl

First up, this is Fabio
He drives here from Torino
Parking tickets litter
His Fiat Cinquecento

Fiat Cinquecento
His Fiat Cinquecento
Fiat Cinquecento

Amy is the sweetest
Works weekdays in a pet shop
Mixes vodka with her cola
She knows everybody's name

Everybody's name
She knows everybody's name
Everybody's name

It's 5 p.m. on Sunday
No one knows we're dancing
Outside, the sun is blinding
No one knows we're dancing

Behind the bar is Peter
His father is a lawyer
For the EU out in Munich
He does London, Paris, Munich

London, Paris, Munich
He does London, Paris, Munich
London, Paris, Rome

It's 5 p.m. on Sunday
No one knows we're dancing
Outside, the sun is blinding
No one knows we're dancing

All the Croydon boys are over
All the girls and nighttime waiters
Sweat falls off the ceiling
We're all trapped in a feeling

No one knows we're dancing

It's 5 p.m. on Sunday
No one knows we're dancing
Outside, the sun is blinding
No one knows we're dancing

No one knows we're dancing

No one knows we're dancing

No one knows we're dancing