Oh girl, look at you
You sitting on my lap that’s nice
Keep sucking on your cigarette
Keep blowing smoke right in my eyes
I’m feeling quite alright 
I’m feeling you tonight I want you
To take a pill and wash it down
This after midnight show just makes me get drowned

The music all around
And every moment it's getting less loud
You lead me through the crowd
The hustle makes it better and I’m just

Another trophy of night
The [bad word] to make you feel right
The cure from you despair
It doesn't make me care
The [bad word] soon
It will erase the moon
It will erase your face
From my memory

And I’m just
Another trophy of night
The [bad word] to make you feel right
The cure from you despair
It doesn't make me care
The [bad word] soon
It will erase the moon
It will erase your face
From my memory