I started the year in a heated marquee Working time and a half to an affluent crowd And it's drinks from the left and it's food from the right Where the platters that matter run clockwise all night And I'll try and remember your order If you try and remember your wife And I'll try to forget I'm working time and a half at the start of the year Try working time and a half when you don't have a choice The fireworks start so it's midnight I guess And the couples embrace like they've only just met And I long for the frisson of pa**ion they share Not just sweethearts hand-holding, but total immersion I'm trying to capture the feeling To replay it at will, but for now I'm stuck waiting here For the first kiss of the start of the year I'm stuck waiting for the first kiss of the start of the year