anything can happennas we make our waynhome from the clubnnwe could both be flattenednby a double decker city busnotherwise a perfect nightnif we're not dead before it endsnnwe could live forevernbut we'll nevernbe this young again...nndon't you worry,ndon't think aboutntomorrow morning,nwhat's your hurry?njust focus on tonight.nnwe could fall in lovenand trade this citynfor a change of pace,nfind our slice of paradisenand give our babies hippie namesnnmaybe we'll both hate each othernshitty sex 'n seperate bedsnwe could get restraining ordersnvow to never speak again...non second thought let's not say names,nI'll just be me and you be you,ntwo perfect strangers being sneakynwith a flask of booze,nno need to think of any clevernpick up lines to usenni've got a stack of recordsnyou just bring your dancing shoesnntonight i'll drop the needle,npop a bottle, sit back and just watch you