[Constance]
It's a dance in the city, with the dames dolled up all pretty
And I'm feeling fine and frisky tonight
And the beaus in the clothes with boots and tuxes, ties and bows
Getting flirty, smiling dirty all right

It's a high class soiree, a hint of culture, tint of gay
The refined are lined to come out and play
With a fella on my arm, I'm out to do a little harm
He's my mark, I'm out to charm and get paid

[Mark]
Well aren't you the cat's meow?

[Constance]
You're quite light on your feet yourself

[Mark]
Would you care for a Papaver cigarette?

[Constance]
No, handsome. Let's just dance

It’s the forefront of fashion, they’re sashaying at this bash and all the trends are getting set left and right
All the wheeling and dealing, drinks and handshakes all are sealing
All the trysts and twists of business ignite
It's the thrill of romancing, all the belles are out a-prancing
And I'm dancing like a devil tonight
It’s the science of flirtation, all the wily games you’re playing
And you both think you're the cat with the mice

It's the party, at the soiree
Come alive inside and rave away and play
It's so risqué where the rich play
Come inside, come alive
Come and wine and dine and hustle today

[Mark]
Say, you don't suppose I could ask your father permission to court you?

[Constance]
My father's gone, probably dead, and I'd rather not --

[Mark]
Oh dear. Well they say if you journey to the underworld, you can raise the dead. Or at least see them, I suppose. What is that Greek myth?

[Constance]
You're a better dancer than a conversationalist, darling

Its a dance in the city while the rich are sitting pretty
There's a thief, and she's a-sneaking inside
While his eyes and hands are roaming, I'm just eyeing up his coat
Where the little case I'm chasing a-lies
There's a moment that's growing, where I'm going all for broke
And I just know it's going to show itself soon
With a dip and a touch, and with some luck, a clumsy bump
Then I'm done, I'm gonna run to the moon

It's the party, at the soiree
Come alive inside, and rave away and play
It's so risqué where the rich play
Come inside come alive
Come and wine and dine and hustle today

At the party, at the soiree
Come alive inside, and rave away and play
It's so risqué where the rich play
Come inside, come alive
Come and wine and dine and hustle today

Don’t be dismayed
Don’t you sit or stay clear cause
All the action happens here
It’s a fact that these soirees are where decisions are made
And behind all the smiles
There’s a beast here all the while

It’s a deadly affair, it’s ferocious in its glare
It’s a glamour, a test, it’ll go straight to your head
It’s the silent deadly brawl
It’s the writing on the wall
Where you stand when the cards fall
It’s a dance in the city, all the wild, all the witty
Getting giddy geared up pretty to play
It’s the body’s reaction to the musical attraction
It’s relaxing, and it’s starting to sway

A sensation, a dip, the right rotation of the hips
A quick elation you maintain all the night
You can lose yourself in motion or commit something felonious
As a bonus cause you know it’s all right