Jack Jones

Friday and you're frisky Budgeting a fifty Looking for the tunes and lager Moving to the tempo Hoping a crescendo Raises up a huge non-starter And the boys go blah, blah, blah And the girls don't look too keen Don't the dance floor look so sweet? And the girls "ooh la la la" 'Cause the boys make drinks so cheap So you watch them move and creep Dead slow Conversation lacking in a backbone Too stoned Standing in the corner on your Jack Jones Waah, waah, waah, waah Staring at your phone, yeah Brinking on a coma Thinking that the door's appealing Waiting like a weirdo Hopin' that a hero Gives you something to believe in And the boys go blah, blah, blah And the girls don't look too keen Don't the dance floor look so sweet? And the girls "ooh la la la" 'Cause the boys made drinks so cheap So you watch them move and creep Dead slow Conversation lacking in a backbone Too stoned Standing in the corner on your Jack Jones Waah, waah, waah, waah Waah, waah, waah, waah Waah, waah, waah, waah... And the boys go blah, blah, blah And the girls don't look too keen Don't the dance floor look so sweet? And the girls "ooh la la la" 'Cause the boys made drinks so cheap So you watch them move and creep And the light's up at the bar So you spill out to the street Where you watch them fight and weep And you look out from afar As the pantomime repeats The circus never sleeps! Dead Slow Conversation lacking in a backbone Too stoned Standing in the corner on your Jack Jones Waah, waah, waah, waah Waah, waah, waah, waah Waah, waah, waah, waah...