Im on stage singing and performing when I spot you in the first row She leaves her parents' house around midnight Meets her best mate at the shop buy some cheap wine And go to space, see the Milky Way Get away from the teenage everyday cliche pressure Absent on absinthe, dancing to bad synths Saturday night ain't about romancing anymore Just you getting lit in the queue to the dance floor
Too many blokes are getting heavy When a girl looks unsteady
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