[ WP ] This morning , as you vacantly stirred your coffee , you unwittingly hypnotised yourself . The song playing on the radio trickled into your mind and took control of you .

`` Hit me again barkeep!'' 
 
 The bartender looked over to where the voice came from and saw his old friend still trying to nurse the empty glass in his hand. `` Listen Tony... I think you've had enough. What are you doing here anyways? It's 80's night, and you vowed you would never come on an 80's night.'' 
 
 The lights were streaming through the club as old favorites blasted through the speakers. People out on the dance floor, having the time of their lives, enjoying the moment. 
 
 Tony stared at his empty glass. `` Have you ever had a thought in the back of your head that just gnaws at you all day? I mean, what am I doing with my life? I've worked all my life, for that moment in time, and yet it can come or pass you by...'' 
 
 The bartender just stared at Tony. `` We all have to work Tony. Look at me, I'm working here in this club serving drinks to sad fellas like you.'' 
 
 As tony was contemplating the words, a song started to come on. A song he had heard earlier in the morning on the radio. His foot started to tap along with the beat. `` That's true barkeep. It's a push shove world. Right now though, I need to remember what it means to have fun, and to pursue something that really matters.'' 
 
 Tony stepped away from the bar, and boldly stepped towards the dance floor. As he arrived in the middle of the floor, the words that had been pushing him all day sounded through the club. 
 
 *She's a maniac maniac on the floor. * 
 *And she's dancing like she's never danced before. * 
 *She's a maniac maniac on the floor. * 
 *And she's dancing like she's never danced before. * 
 
 Tony danced that night, danced like he had never danced before.
