Walking up to me expecting walking up to me
Expecting words it happens all the time
Present company accept it present company

Except the worst it happens every night

Ah aaaaah present company

Excluded every time
Ah aaaaaah present company
The best that you can find


Talking like a jerk
Except you are an actual jerk

And living proof that sometimes friends are mean

Present company expect it present company

Just laugh it off it's better than it seems

Ah aaaaaah present company

Excluded in every way
Ah aaaaaah present company
Makes me wanna stay


Killing it with close inspecting
Killing it can only make it worse

It sort of makes it breed
Present company accepting
Presently we all expect the worst

Works just like a need

Ah aaaaah present company

Excluded in the night
Ah aaaaah present company
Included in the fight


Ah aaaaaaaah, ah aaaaaaaah, aaaaaah
Ah aaaaaaah


Don't you want me to wake up?
Then give me just a bit of your time

Arguments are made from make outs
So give it just a little more time


We've got to bring our results
I wanna play it 'til the time comes
But there's a string of divorces

You go and throw your little hands up

I miss the way the night comes

With friends who always make it feel good
This ba!@&(t has a cold glow
Though it's better than a bunch of others


So go and dance yourself clean ..ooow
Go and dance yourself clean yeah

You're throwing marks into pieces
Baby, they're arguments, the pieces


It's your show [x4]

Work a little bit ......?


Every night's a different story
It's a thirty car pile-up with you

Everybody's getting younger
It's the end of an era, it's true


And you go
(Stop, stop, stop, stop)


Break(?) me into bigger pieces
So some of me is home with you
Wait until the weekend

And we can make our bad dreams come true

And it's ago yeah, it's ago

And if we wait until the weekend
We can miss the best things to do, oh

Go and dance yourself clean
Go and dance yourself clean

You're throwing marks into pieces
Maybe they're arguments the pieces

Oh


We should try a little harder
In the tedious march of the few
Every day's a different warning
There's a part of me hoping it's true