Pull me in
Tonight I’m gonna drink again
It was way too loud
But music sounded good
And we danced all night
I didn’t mind to get out with her
She was way too tight
The wine went to her head
Then she grabbed me
And cried in my ear
I still remember what she said
 [bad word] 
This place is too loud
I want to get out, my friend
How about to give me a ride
How about to get away
I think you’re alright
It was a crazy night, she said
What about the rest of the night
How about to get away

I was so confused
Wished I [bad word] and hide
If you ask me why
I simply didn’t have a ride
And she was way too old
Besides she smoked a pipe
So it was not that hard to say
Sorry, ma’am, you’re not my type
 [bad word] 
This place is too loud
I want to get out, my friend
How about to give me a ride
How about to get away
I think you’re alright
It was a crazy night, she said
What about the rest of the night
How about to get away
I think you’re alright
It was a crazy night, she said
What about the rest of the night
How about to get away