I hold on so nervously to me and my drink
I wish it was coolin' me
But so far has not been good, it's been shitty
And I feel awkward, as I should
This club has got to be the most pretentious thing
Since I thought you and me
Well, I am imagining a dark lit place
or your place or my place
Well I'm not paralyzed but I seem to be struck by you
I wanna make you move because you're standing still
If your body matches what your eyes can do
You'll probably move right through me on my way to you
I hold out for one more drink before I think
I'm looking too desperately
But so far has not been fun, I should just stay home
If one thing really means one
Ths club will hopefully be closed in three weeks
That would be cool with me
Well, I'm imagining a dark lit place
or your place or my place
