Park is empty, rent is late Still we're dancing at the corner gate
Sneakers torn but vibes are tight Glow sticks glowing through the night
No champagne, just soda fizz No DJ, just Bluetooth biz
But we still got rhythm, soul, and spark
We light up alleys when it's dark
We dance like we're broke
Like the bank account's a joke
But our moves are rich with fire
Fueled by second-hand desire
We dance like we're broke
No Gucci, still we glow
Keep the party on the floor
Even if we can't afford the door
Pastic shades and thrift store threads
Party hats made from baguette bags
Streamers taped on subway walls
We ball on zero, still we bow
Not a dime, not a plan
But we're jumping hand in hand
If the world won't let us in
We'll rave right on the budget
We dance like we're broke
No, yeah, just puddles soaked
But we shine and we don't fake
Make them stay with what we make
We dance like we're broke
Credit cards all said nope
But tonight we're millionaires
Bouncing beats on folding chairs
So if you're low but wanna fly
Spin around and touch the sky
We got style, we got hope
Let them know
We dance like we're broke
We dance like we're broke
Like the bank account's a joke
But our rules are rich with fire
You're my second-hand desire
We dance like we're broke
No Gucci's till we glow
Keep the party on the floor
Even if we can't afford the door
Lyrics © 2025 Toravo.
