Disco Nights

She rips her cocaine with two dollar bills
The fifty's okay but there's more in cheap thrills
And she's got a wrist that slows down time
And she speaks with a hint of fate and lullaby

She said
Dating me is like disco nights
And deep house summers under burning lights
Yeah, Baby you've got an eye for something real
You've got painted cheeks, well that's alright
You're young and dumb and that's half the fight
Cause baby you've got the mind of a dreamer

She said
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Well I don't bark but I might bite
She said, I know you're tryna lose yourself in these hot summer nights
Well I'm more your nightmare than your dream
Cause baby I've got lips that burn like gasoline

She said
Dating me is like disco nights
And deep house summers under burning lights
Yeah, Baby you've got an eye for something real
You've got painted cheeks, well that's alright
You're young and dumb and that's half the fight
Cause baby you've got the mind of a dreamer

She said
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

All close encounters, small conversations, easy to make believe
But something about her whole reputation's not how it's supposed to be
All close encounters, small conversations, none of what's underneath
But dreaming without her, that's overrated, might as well wait and see

Cause I like the noise and brave superstition
Bright young boy with taste and ambition
Baby you've got an eye for something real
You've got painted cheeks, well that's alright
You're young and dumb and that's half the fight
Cause baby you've got the mind of a dreamer
Cause baby you've got the mind of a dreamer
Cause baby you've got the mind of a dreamer



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Kimmel
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