Hey, Wanna Throw Up? Get Me Naked

Let's get the f**k out of here, it's like a congregation From every drinks gla*s 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 gla*s 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