Girl, I slip into your bedroom
The light from your Mac
Cuts through the gloom
Like moonlight
It's so fucking grim out there, let's hibernate
I'm sick of people obsessed
With their clothes and hair
Never leave London, New York or LA
Fucking let's hibernate
It's cold and it is late
Both know I shouldn't stay
I don't care what your flat mates say
But yeah, they're probably right
Don't let me stay tonight
I'm drunk and you are tired
Don't let me stay tonight
I'm hard and you are tight
I can crash out on your sofa
But that's not what I am here for
We could do spoons or more
Just don't show me the fucking futon
I can hear it in your breathing
See your eyes move on a leash
As you dream of our future kids
Follow away the hazy gray
And yeah, you're probably right
Don't let me stay tonight
I'm drunk and you are tired
Don't let me stay tonight
Yeah, you probably had some bad advice
But your flat mate's on her prime
And one's got a mustache
And she talks a lot of shite
I can feel something is growing
And yeah, oh to be gone
Now the light from your Mac is blinking
Even it's not what I'm here for
And yeah, you're probably right
Don't let me stay tonight
I'm drunk and you are tired
So let me stay tonight
I don't care what your flat mates say
You got that naughty look in your eyes
I'm hard and you are tight
Just let me stay tonight