Now the cabaret is frozen and the laughter comes in cans
You're not going to do a thing to our little angel
You think that you'll be sweet to her but everybody knows
You'll come in a sweetheart and you'll go out a stranger
There's nothing you're thinking tonight that tomorrow won't change
I've seen the disappointment in her face
In a white dress she wears like a question mark
You think you're man enough to please her and you're fool enough to start
And the lonely hearts club clientele don't know what to do with their hands
But you're not going to do a thing to our little angel
The floors are there to walk over the walls are there to climb
You're not going to do a thing, you're not going to do a thing
Well you try to love her but she's so contrary
And you're not going to do a thing to our little angel
That you're the marshmallow valentine that got stuck on her clothes
Friends speak of her fondly enemies just think out loud
She sits alone apart from the crowd
And the collection of engagement rings on her right hand
There's nothing you're thinking tonight that tomorrow won't change
So get your mind off the sweet behind of our little angel
Like a chainsaw running through a dictionary
You swear that you'll never go back again once you're inside
You're never the bridegroom she's always the bride
There's nothing you're thinking tonight that tomorrow won't change
So you mix your drinks and words you make bad jokes you make bad time
