When the Night Turns on

My pal Johnny says he's going to get lucky As long as the bassline in the clubs a bit funky She spends her evenings looking for acceptance Alive arrived the poisons gonna pumps the blood with vengeance Seeking a mate on the prowl for a fawn And well go all night till the dawning of the sun Careless attitudes and so they drink to forget Then wake up in a foreign bed baby you'll never forget In over her head with a band that writes poems She'll think of them tonight when she refuses to leave alone Come on baby tell me what you like She says I'm tired of waiting For these altered expectations The long anticipations But here's to almost changing I'm tired of waiting For these altered expectations The long anticipations But here's to almost changing Now the drinks hit fast and you're visions gone a blur You're trying to find the right words while the wrong ones get slurred In Da Club sounded good had you feeling great But now its too loud and its got you irritated Get it together fast kid you're running out of time Desperation leads to clinging you're nearing stage 5 While the girls in the corner right now she's still on her own When the night turns on she's not leaving alone Come on baby tell me what you like She says I'm tired of waiting For these altered expectations The long anticipations But here's to almost changing I'm tired of waiting For these altered expectations The long anticipations But here's to almost changing We started at the bar and went down to the Gator And he used every line right on up to see ya later Swing and a miss that's how some stories go And how this one ends I guess well never ever know Cause my pal Johnny ain't too sure if he'll get lucky They had a live band and the bass played off key And that same girl that's been looking for acceptance Left every eye that's been on her since her entrance