They're Gonna Put Corningstone On!

You talk big with the lights out, sweetheart*
Word’s out, better get out while you can
We’ll score with the lights on, darling
Let 'em hear you scream it out
If it’s a game, then you’re playing it all wrong
You work the room but you’re leading them all on now
It gets better with the alcohol
You taste bitter when they scream for last call
You know, you’re always looking for the next good time
You don’t mind waking with headaches and scars
You know these girls make us put 'em down faster
We’ve watched you move, girl, you’re such a disaster
You’ve got a knack for saying the wrong thing and heading for the bedroom
We’re not too curious, no, we’ve seen everything you’ve got
And this attention’s got to stop, baby
You thrive on our attention, our words, and our affection