Lancaster Nights

Yeah
We’re back in New York, baby (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Comin' at you live from Blue Wave Studios
Hey
You were smoking in the hallway
The moment that you saw me
Stumbling up the stairs to the show (yeah)
You wore a chain link necklace
Beautiful and reckless
Brands like neon signs on your clothes
And I thought, «Who is this trendy girl I used to know?»
Style so of the times
I thought she jumped out of my phone
But there she stood before me
Drowning in a forty
That’s not your drink of choice, baby, you want a vodka tonic?
Aw man, this goes like this, uh
Somewhere in a dream
Or was it a memory?
I flash back to us in your car
Disposable cameras
You put your hand on my arm
Gravel roads and snow globe stars
Huh, but the vodka spills all over me, and I’m back
And you’re there
And the drums shake the room as I stare
But the townies, uh (do-do-do-do-do-do-do)
They throw hands, yeah (do-do-do-do-do-do-do)
So I flee the mosh pit and I find you in the back
Dance with me now