Paralyzer

I hold on so nervously< To me and my drink< I wish it was cooling me< But so far, has not been good< It's been shitty< And I feel awkward, as I should<

Obviously, this guy feels uncomfortable at this club or any club (I can sympathize).

This club has got to be< The most pretentious thing< Since I thought you and me<

He hates the club but he's got one good reason to keep coming back.

Well I am imagining< A dark lit place< Or your place or my place<

He wishes he could get her attention, make his move, and finish the night with a happy ending.

Well I'm not paralyzed< But, I seem to be struck by you<

This girl has his attention in a way no one else has come close to achieving.

I want to make you move< Because you're standing still<

I think this is reversed for the sake of poetic rhythm and he means to make her move in other ways... :p

If your body matches< What your eyes can do<

If her gaze is so overwhelming, he can only imagine what the rest of her body could do to him.

You'll probably move right through< Me on my way to you<

He fears that whatever move he makes will fail to get her attention.

I hold out for one more drink< Before I think< I'm looking too desperately<

His staring might get her attention in a bad way.

But so far has not been fun< I should just stay home< If one thing really means one<

He's starting to wonder why he bothers and why he's torturing himself by coming back.

This club will hopefully< Be closed in three weeks< That would be cool with me<

If the club close, it will break the cycle and his obsession wouldn't be fed.

Well I'm still imagining< A dark lit place< Or your place or my place<

Of course he still wants to get her in the sack.