I hold on so nervously to me and my drinkI wish it was coolin' meBut so far has not been goodIt's been shitty, and I feel awkward as I shouldThis club has got to be the most pretentious thingSince I thought you and me
Well, I am imagining a dark lit placeOr your place or my place
Well, I'm not paralyzed, but I seem to be struck by youI wanna make you move because you're standin' stillIf your body matches what your eyes can doYou'll probably move right through me on my way to you
I hold out for one more drink, before I thinkI'm lookin' too desperatelyBut so far has not been fun, I should just stay homeIf one thing really means oneThis club will hopefully be closed in three weeksThat would be cool with me
Well, I'm still imagining a dark lit placeOr your place or my place
Well, I'm not paralyzed, but I seem to be struck by youI wanna make you move because you're standin' stillIf your body matches what your eyes can doYou'll probably move right through me on my way to you
Well, I'm not paralyzed, but I seem to be struck by youI wanna make you move because you're standin' stillIf your body matches what your eyes can doYou'll probably move right through me on my way to you
Not paralyzed, but I seem to be struck by youI wanna make you move because you're standin' stillIf your body matches what your eyes can doYou'll probably move right through me on my way to you
You'll probably move right through me on my way to youYou'll probably move right through me on my way to you