It was a Friday night
Another nocturnal delight
Just a time for fun and friends
Not even three seconds into the night
I've been struck by the bottle
A pack of cougars
The wild jackals in hideous form

When I turn my head, there's a legion
They smell of overpriced martinis and Talbots clothing
They like the youth, and they think they still have it

You're old and proud
And on the prowl
Baby, just buy me one more drink
And I'll pretend
I'm your emotional friend

Three later, I'm completely reversed
In an unknown car
Cold leather seats and a DVD on the dash
I'm in an import van
Your sad and tired face just does not work for me

What I did tonight
You're fucking with my head
Your sad and tired face doesn't work for me
I have your head in my lap
To squeeze out your life
Not just young, also vicious


Lyrics submitted by floridiancool

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