I can't dance cause the clubs too full

don't understand cause the DJ's dull 

I...showed up at half past ten

now my life can begin again

I....get a drink to unwind

so I slip to the end of the line

I.... look around and all i see is

everybody is staring at me ohhh..



could it be my Gucci shoes?

could it be my new hair doo?

could it be my Prada pants?

or could it be that you don't have a chance? ....ahooh ooh



I see a friend across the club

who walking over and sholder rub

talk about that we don't care and....

why we both don't want to be there ohh

small talk used to make me ill

thats all changed now im on paccil

she is sweet but I cannot trust 

we...look around and they're staring at us ooh



could it be my couture clothes?

could it be my brand new nose? 

could it be my model's pose?

or could it be all the people I know? ....wahooh ooh



it's 4 am and I'm kinda drunk

gotta be at work by 7 o'clock

I...get home and lay in bed

and thoughts of me flash through my head

like...how i danced and how i moved

how I looked and how i stood

all the things that I said

the awful things that i regret ....ahooh ooh

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