I dance the same dance I've done since I was 16 old Arms are flailing and a smile on my face I say "This disco's a meat market. It's all round and fractured" "Would you like to go somewhere more slow?"
She pulled shapes like she knew every word in every song Animated to punk songs, I thought I'd left long ago It's measuring difference to distance between ourselves Space between my body and yours
You ask yourself : "What am I doing here?" "How did you even get here?" You ask yourself : "What am I doing here?" "How did you even get here?"
Since this place had died it's like i step back in time After drinkers aren't legal and my feet stick to the floor
She smiles She smiles and flatters, says: "I know it's cheap" You have to laugh anytime you get through the door It's back to our feet for some favourite tunes Same old record from some semi-broken boy And this starts 'til the singer says: "How we end up like this?" We started like we started, though it started with a kiss
You ask yourself : "What am I doing here?" "How did you even get here?" You ask yourself : "What am I doing here?" "How did you even get here?"
Laugh the same laugh you did when you were 18 old Full body, full figure, full soul Laugh for kids as they bounce off the wall So say: "Thank God we weren't that cool when we were in school"
You ask yourself : "What am I doing here?" "How did you even get here?" You ask yourself : "What am I doing here?" "How did you even get here?"
You ask yourself : "What am I doing here?" "How did you even get here?" You ask yourself : "What am I doing here?" "How did you even get here?"
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