Sure! Lyrics:

She's sterilised the kitchen worktops
ironed his underwear and paired his socks
put polish on the artificial grapes
there's not much left to do but wait

She wonders why he takes so long to eat
glances at her watch and taps her feet
says goodnight and flicks the light switch
quickly creeps downstairs and click, click, click

Then it's her time at night
she's going dancing from satellite to satellite
and if earth is a gymnast, she is the floor
and they're treading on her like nothing that I've ever seen before
They're young rich and beautiful
wild free and single - astronauts, neurologists, philosophers and artists,
but why do they want to speak to her?

She finds herself in black satin and lace
lipstick stains and rouge on her pale face
now all of her words, she abbreviates
everyday is one long wait

For her time at night
she's going dancing from satellite to satellite
and if earth is a gymast, she is the floor
and they're treading on her like nothing that I've ever seen before
They're high as a rocket-man, brain washed Peter-Pan,
con artists who write and paint the image of a higher plan
So why do they want to speak to her
I want to know why do they want to speak to her
Why do they want to speak to her tonight?

It's her time at night
She's going dancing from satellite to satellite
but why do they want to speak to her tonight...