Well, well girl...
If you can't dance well in high-heeled shoes
Why the hell do you come to nightclubs wearing
fuck-me-boots?
Well, well girl
If you get drunk on your second drink
Why should I keep the gin coming, keep the gin coming, keep
the gin coming in?
Because I like when you catch me
Because I like when you hold me tight
Because I like to fall
Yeah, I like to fall, boy
I fall for you every night
Well, well girl
I'm old enough to know you're all the same
Why the hell I think you're special when you act insane?
Well, well girl
Is this the time when I take you home safe?
Why are you hiding yourself while I'm here by myself in
these awfully packed place?
Because I like when you search for me
And I like when you finally find me
Because I like to play, boy
I like to play
Don't you want to play with me tonight?
(SOLO)
Are you mad at me?
Are you mad at me?
Are you mad about me?
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