Charmed, I'm sure
It's a strange allure
Our intentions aren't
Exactly pure
I'm the bait
You're the lure
Let's me cast my line
Some things just get
Better and better
Some things don't
--whatever
Imagine how we'd be
Together
Let's find out
Sky's above me, earth's below me
I'm a finger of Scotch
In a cold Manhattan
I'm a car wreck
That's just waiting to happen
The damaged goods
Beneath the wrapping
Let me open it up
If it was 8pm
You would be wary
If it was 10pm
It might be scary
But the bar's closing
And you can carry me
Something that you want to show me?