He don't remember, how it got there
It had a number, written on his forearm
It spelled disaster
He entered the club scene
All hoping, all hoping for dancing
He was looking, and looking stunning
His clothes reflected light, all right
She sat, she sat in the backseat
The car was plush but had no heat
And no not no one was blushing
Their technique was so damn right
All right, and
He read the note in the black light
He thought he read minds and was not right
That line still made him seem charming
His clothes were shining, shining
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Modest Mouse - Lounge Lyrics
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He don't remember, how it got there
It had a number, written on his forearm
It spelled disaster
He entered the club scene
All hoping, all hoping for dancing
He was looking, and looking stunning
His clothes reflected light, all right
She sat, she sat in the backseat
The car was plush but had no heat
And no not no one was blushing
Their technique was so damn right
All right, and
He read the note in the black light
He thought he read minds and was not right
That line still made him seem charming
His clothes were shining, shining
It had a number, written on his forearm
It spelled disaster
He entered the club scene
All hoping, all hoping for dancing
He was looking, and looking stunning
His clothes reflected light, all right
She sat, she sat in the backseat
The car was plush but had no heat
And no not no one was blushing
Their technique was so damn right
All right, and
He read the note in the black light
He thought he read minds and was not right
That line still made him seem charming
His clothes were shining, shining
Writer: ERIC JUDY, ISAAC BROCK, JEREMIAH GREEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC