Lock eyes from across the room, down my drink while the rhythms boom. Take your hand and skip the names. No need here for the silly games. Make our way through the smoke and crowd, the club is the sky and I'm on your cloud. Move in close as the lasers fly. Our bodies touch and the angels cry. Leave this place go back to yours; our lips first touch outside your doors. A whole night what we've got in store, whisper in my ear that you want some more... and I JIZZ IN MY PANTS.

This really never happens you can take my word, I won't apoligise, that's just absurd. Mainly your fault from the way that you dance, and now I JIZZ IN MY PANTS. Don't tell your friends or I'll say your a slut, plus its your fault, you were rubbing my butt. I'm very sensitive, some would say thats a plus.

Now I'll go home and change