With the dark hair With the red lines With the tattoo at the base of her spine With the blue eyes following me (Are they following me?) Walkin' By the DJ And the room gets that bit smaller with each record that he plays Until there's nothing but the rhythm an her smile An' I say, "Maybe we could step outside a while?" She says "Go f** yourself, it's freezing It's five AM, I think my friends an I are leavin Cause the melodies are hurtin my eyes There's a taxi parked across the road outside…" An so I'm standing By the back wall An they're playing something off of some Peel Session by The Fall And there's nobody singing along… Cept for this girl, she's got a Misfits t-shirt on… And I watch her And she sees me And by the time the record's changed she's brought her drink over beside me Says "I like the way you dig the way I dance… If I was sober, mind, you wouldn't have a chance" "But let's go f** ourselves insane, dear f** the music, we both know that's why we came here And I, figure probably you Well, you'll just have to do Cause dawn's already creeping cross the puke across the street outside"