I've read quite a few of the books that you seenHigh on the shelves of this tall librarynThey teach me how to thinknBut now I think too muchnMuch too muchnnSomething's not right, there's a hole in my lifenSo I wander the clubsnLooking for some soul, looking for some lifenAll I find is younBut you make me laughnAnd that's a startnnYou ask menWhat tune is this?nI don't know but I like itnIf you ask the DJnOn Monday I'll buy itnnWhat tune is this?nMy neighbours won't like itnSo don't, don't darling leavennRoll down the steps for the annual ballnSee how b-boys divide and heads line the wallnBut all I see is younSo I drink too much, and then I talk too muchnnSomething's not right, there's a hole in my lifenSo I wander the clubsnLooking for some soul, looking for some lifenAll I find is younBut you make me laughnAnd that's a startnnYou ask menWhat tune is this?nI don't know but I like itnIf you ask the DJnOn Monday I'll buy itnnWhat tune is this?nMy neighbours won't like itnSo don't, don't darling leavennDon't, don't darling leavennWhat tune is this?nI don't know but I like itnIf you ask the DJnOn Monday I'll buy itnnWhat tune is this?nMy neighbours won't like itnSo if you'll ask the DJnOn Monday I'll buy itnnAnd then we'll dance through the yard 'til the neighbours decide they don't like itnWe're gonna dance through the yard 'til the neighbours decide they don't like itn