The Look on Your Face

Lady, your eyes have a shine Whatever you're drinking is more than enough Maybe you're looking so fine Because I have emptied the last of my cup Then suddenly, the look on your face contorts And you manage to throw it all up Baby, you bump and you grind Whatever you're feeling has moistened your pants Maybe you don't really mind But would you like some delightful romance? Then suddenly, the look on your face contorts And you manage to throw it all up Don't sleep The danger is near And trouble ain't too far away He creeps alone in the night Seems he's got something to say Will you bring him whisky and coke Or will he fade away Then suddenly, the look on your face contorts And you manage to throw it all up