Hey, Wanna Throw Up? Get Me Naked

Let's get the fuck out of here, it's like a congregation. 
from every drink's glass drips condensation. 
she's got her jacket on her back. 
we put our last drinks back 
and hit the first red light. 
No one moves; no one stands 
Red-lip-sticks on her drink glass 
He's gone for three nights, come on 
he's gone for three nights, come on 
come on come on come on 
I got somewhere else to be