National Suicide

Take Me To The Dive Bar

National Suicide


Do you remember the night that we met?
I was so drunk and you were getting wet
So I told you: Won't you take me home?
I've got a need that's about to explode
But I don't think you got the idea
I still remember that you whispered in my ear
I'm a lady of the old school kind
Come on and take me to defend the line!

So I tried to do my best
Nothing more and nothing less
Metal head you won't go far
Let me take you to the dive bar

Come on!
Take me to the dive bar!
Come on!
Take me to the dive bar!

You've seen this in movies hundred of times
The girl is sitting, drinking white whine
She gets asked to dance by a pretty boy
I'm not a poser, I'm not a toy!
Follow me into the middle of the dance floor
I want to see you roll little dancer
You're a lady of the old school kind, aren't you?
You won't fear the front line

Still I try to do my best
Nothing more and nothing less
Metal head you won't go far
Let me take you to the dive bar

I kept my breath fresh with a shot
You smelt amazing, I didn't give a fuck
You gave me all you could, I gave you all I got
I saw you licked my heavy metal cock!
Now I think you got the idea
I still remember what you whispered in my ear
I'm a lady of the old school kind
Come on and take me to defend the line!

Still I try to do my best
Nothing more and nothing less
I need you bitch, I can't get enough
Come on and take me to the dive bar

Come on!
Take me to the dive bar