Look at the end of the bar and you'll know what i mean
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i stare across the room and we sync up to the eye
she smiles she winks whats holds her up
my desire
-chorus-
Is she dancin?
Or just dizzy?
might be i'm kinda drunk
but she's looking kinda pretty yea
stumbles her way over to me
wish i knew just what she said
she grabs my crotch points out the door
to my flatbed
flying down the highway as she's puking up in my ride
i hope that makers/coke doesn't stain my sheets tonight
