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   want to 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 want to 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
 
  Well   I'm not paralyzed
  But, I seem to be struck by you
  I want to 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
  Not   paralyzed
  But, I seem to be struck by you
  I want to 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
 
  You'll probably move right through
  Me on my way to   you
 
  You'll probably move right through
  Me on my way to you