My poor eyes stop sulking
And they're winking now
Shuffling as they're gnawing at the bit
Of your poor smile
Two lips as they are leaving
This bar is a joke
Do you get it?
I know, I'm going to get your number
When I speed dial information
'Cause I'm going to be bad
For the both of us, for the both of us
This bar is a joke
Did someone gets its number?
They're people running round
But no one seems to know
When you came, or why you seem to linger
Why does it matter I'm lingering myself
I know, I'm going to get your number
When I speed dial information
'Cause I'm going to be bad
For the both of us, for the both of us
And the last calls already taken
And your train's pulling out of the station
So I'm going to be bad
For the both of us

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