The street lights are on
It is time to begin
The night we have ahead of us
It's time to win
Get your records on and dance like crazy
Get your swagger on, it's time to meet a lady
Your ready to go, looking flashy like a hoe
You have your bottle of whiskey and your ready to create the show
No rules or worries, this night is yours
No girlfriend, no strings, no taking care of chores
You hit the party like your Vincent Chase
You know you are in every woman's mind, it's an image they can't erase
I walk in with my heels and lace
He stops what he is doing to come talk and chase
I'm not here to find Vincent Chase
I'm not here to get to third base
Your shoes are nice, you dress to impress
That's all I can say, nothing more or nothing less
Buy me a shot we can call it a party
I'll dance with you, but don't start thinking naughty
I know the game like the back of my hand
I hear it from him and her and its a game, I do understand
Live it up while your young, your here to live a full life and have fun
But your no Vincent Chase
So please don't think I am going to follow you back to your place
Monday, December 28, 2009
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