I met her later at the nightclub
And then we kissed and fell unconscious
A mutual friend introduced us
And we sang a song that I can't sing anymore
We couldn't seem to keep our balance
And I when I sleep I visualize her
I saw her in the pub
We talked in the back of our friend's car
And she said, "True, it's not unusual"
On our friend's settee
As we all went back to his place
I woke up the next day, all alone but for a headache
Above the beat and the sub-bass
And said it's like the soundtrack to our lives
We played old 45's
We talked about the noise
We talked and talked for hours
And how its hard to hear your own voice
Then privately we danced
A drunken haze had come upon us
I stumbled out to find the bathroom
She told me that she really liked me
We sank down to the floor
And I said, "Cool, the feeling's mutual"
But all I found was her, wrapped around another lover
