Underdressed

Sometimes in the middle of the night,
Sometimes in the middle of a show, Ill go
Sometimes Im a little underdressed,
Sometimes Im a little overblown, I know
But its the people you meet
Its the conversations you have, that last
Well, honey when Im down, you say Im stuck in the past, perhaps
But I dont know
Grew up in another ones clothes
Grew up in another ones home, alone
Grew up with another persons rules
That were made up long ago, I wont
Cause its the rhythm you dance,
Its the style of clothes you wear, out there
Its in the way you smile,
Its in the way that you stare, I care
But I dont know, what else I should say
and you make some sense in an abnormal way
I dont know
I dont know
I dont know
I dont know
It stares in the middle of your eye
It stabs in the middle of your back, react
It doesnt even matter what you say,
It doesnt even matter how you act, relax
Cause its the rhythm you dance,
Its the style of clothes you wear, out there
Its in the way you smile,
Its in the way that you stare, oh i care
But I dont know, what else I should say
And you make some sense in an abnormal way
I dont know
I dont know
I dont know
I dont know