(I don't wanna)
(I don't wanna)
(I don't wanna)
(I don't wanna)

I don't wanna go out
I don't wanna go dancing
I don't wanna go out
I don't wanna go dancing

Lonely boy
He has his head in the clouds
Sits at home with no-one around
Feels so shy
He'd rather sit alone and cry
That no-one understands this guy

I don't wanna go out
I don't wanna go dancing
I don't wanna go out
I don't wanna go dancing

Friday night
You'd hope, the phone would just ring
But when it does
He says he's not in
What's the deal
The guy's so shy
He doesn't feel
That he has any sex appeal

I don't wanna go out (I don't wanna go out)
I don't wanna go dancing (I don't wanna go dancing)
I don't wanna go out (I don't wanna go out)
I don't wanna go dancing (I don't wanna go dancing)

I don't wanna go out (I don't wanna go out)
I don't wanna go dancing (I don't wanna go dancing)
I don't wanna go out (I don't wanna go out)
I don't wanna go dancing (I don't wanna go dancing)

I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna

In a song he hears
The rhythms a dancer
And it won't take no for an answer
Suddenly, he thinks he might reluctantly
Go looking for some company
He summons up the energy

I don't wanna go out
I don't wanna go dancing
I don't wanna go out
I don't wanna go dancing

I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Christopher Lowe, Neil Tennant