Hey, Wanna Throw Up? Get Me Naked.

Let's get the fuck out of here, it's like a congregation

From every drinks glass drips condensation

She's got her jacket on her back

We put our last drinks back and hit the first red lightNo one moves, no one stands

Red-lip-sticks on her drink glassHe's gone for three nights, come on

He's gone for three nights, come on

Come on come on come onI got somewhere else to be