I hold on so nervously to me and my drink
I wish it was cooling 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 wannna 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
This club will hopefully be closed in three weeks
That would be cool with me
Well I’m still 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