She grabbed me by the hand and she started to dance, manI said, "Oh this is great, now I look like a transplant"She put my hands on her hips and started to squish meI felt her ass, it was exactly where it should beMy drink was in the air, I'm not really sure what it wasOr why it was in the air, I guess it was becauseI was with you, I'm just so depressed, forget itAlright already, I got it, you wanna dance, I get itI dance with you just because you dance with meI just want you to see that there's more to being in a clubAnd getting drunk with one of us throwing upAnd waking up like we're in loveI dance with you just because you dance with meI just want you to see that there's more to being in a clubAnd getting drunk with one of us throwing upAnd waking up like we're in loveI'm such a misfit in social situations, I hate itDepression medicated yet you're insecure and nakedI'm trying to loosen up, you're dying to read my sullen eyesThis intellectual black hole reeks of cologne and liesThis song is making me sick, I tell myself it's fineBut the DJ replayed the beginning for the sixth timeI hope somebody pulls a gun out and sucks all the fun outAnd levels the playing field for Captain Bumout, BumoutI dance with you just because you dance with meI just want you to see that there's more to being in a clubAnd getting drunk with one of us throwing upAnd waking up like we're in loveI dance with you just because you dance with meI just want you to see that there's more to being in a clubAnd getting drunk with one of us throwing upAnd waking up like we're in love
