Can't Stop the Music (He Played It Much Too Long)

Hall & Oates

He's the star on the stage, but he screams all night 
'Cause he can't get to sleep at all 
And his favorite book, by the T.V. Light 
Can't stop this matinee, he's played it over and over 

And he can't stop the music 
Or remember the ending to his song 
He played it much too long 

All those hard earned words, that he's fought from his pen 
Have been forgotten in some empty hall 
And those wide eyed looks, on those wiped out faces 
Make some dreams of their places over and over 

And he can't stop the music 
Or remember the ending to his song 
He played it much too long 

Wouldn't believe in years 
If he told you what the papers use to say 
But that was in his hey day 

Get back in his prime he had the fans in line 
You should have seen him then 
Now look at him 

His hair is getting thin 
There's one last show before the glory ends 
There in the wings, waits his only friend 
The record that he's prayed to over and over 

And he can't stop the music 
Or remember the ending to his song 
He played it much too long 

Now, he can't stop the music, oh no 
Then we go like this, and we go like that 
Music 
Then we go like this, and we go like that 
Can't stop the music 

Then we go like this, and we go like that 
Music 
Then we go like this and we go like that 
Can't stop the music 

Then we go like this, and we go like that 
Music 
Then we go like this, and we go like that 
Can't stop the music 

Then we go like this, and we go like that 
Music 
Then we go like this and we go like that