I feel like playing the game tonight 
This town gets lonely after midnight 
And when animal [bad word] deep 
And now I'm never gonna get to sleep 

Well some people claim, but I know, I know 
The deepest, darkest place to go 
You never get out once they let you in 
You never get out once they let you in 
You'll be nuttin but a club thing 

What would you say to be paid to be one of the beautiful? 
Such a beautiful face 
Such a beautiful girl 

And one thing's for sure, one thing's for certain 
That if you get behind the velvet curtain 
You'll see, there nothing's as sweet as it looks on my TV 

You need a cold soul of concrete here 
You got a view without pity 
You need a cold soul of concrete here 
Just like the soul, the soul of the city 
 [bad word] x 2) 
What would you say to be paid to be one of the beautiful? 
Such a beautiful face 
Such a beautiful girl 
Beautiful girl 

He watches from the corner 
He waits for her to stumble 
He knows that he's the king 
The king of the cardboard jungle 
He knows he cannot fight 
What appears to enslave her 
He's got a hunger 
For the sweetest of flavor 

Well, don't worry baby now 
It won't be long 
Once the hunger start to take you in 
Before you know it, you will be gone, gone, gone 
To be just another club thing 
 [bad word] x 4)