Let's get the fuck out of here, it's like a congregation.
from every drink's glass drips condensation.
she's got her jacket on her back.
we put our last drinks back
and hit the first red light.
No one moves; no one stands
Red-lip-sticks on her drink glass
He's gone for three nights, come on
he's gone for three nights, come on
come on come on come on
I got somewhere else to be