Worst Night Out

You think for hours what to wear

When you'd look stunning in anything

I think for hours what to say

And then mess it up as you are listening

My legs are made of wood

But my eyes keep on following

This place is turning weird

And I think turning pro

The girls are screaming loud

They call it a conversation

The drinks are on the house

That's hardly a compensation

My legs are made of wood

But my eyes keep on following

Keep on following

I had the worst night out

I had the worst time in ages

I had the worst night out

I had the best time in ages

Standing in the line

I forget acting elegant

Get shivers down the spine

We should all get messed up

You drag me closer, but I move away

I didn't mean to be this way

Maybe the best thing about you is that

You know the worst things about me

And maybe the worst thing about you is that

You know the way I should be