I'll trust as far as I can spit, you can read deep into it New York nightlife isn't shit without a storyboard I don't think, much impresses me like a drunk celebrity You just fall down and fall asleep like the rest On your way out, don't bother pickin' up your tab It's a stake out, there's hangin' on with bated breath You're just milkin' this to death So sad I have to disappoint, her name is not a selling point The drinks are better in this joint where everyone's a friend Not that the nightlife isn't great and if I seem to be irate Don't have tolerance for fakes, what's to say On your way out, don't bother pickin' up your tab It's a stake out, you're hangin' on with bated breath You're just milkin' this to death Somewhere the novelty wore thin, every city I was in There was an actor soaked in gin with and entourage This is my home away from home, get a barstool of your own I'll watch you sinkin' like a stone, what a sight On your way out, don't bother pickin' up your tab It's a stake out, hangin' on with bated breath You're just milkin' this for Access, little we possess Any other pays the cover but it wouldn't be the same Excess, destined to impress You can follow every model but you always try to hover near fame Access, what little we possess Any other pays the cover but it wouldn't be the same Excess, destined to impress You can follow every model but you always try to hover near fame © LILIAN SOPHIA; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com