I was tired of my lady, we been together too long.nLike a worn out remix of my favorite song.nAnd while she lay there sleeping, I got on the internet.nAnd in the personal column, there was this letter I read.nnIf you like red bull and vodka, and gettin' down in the rain.nIf you're not into punk rock, if you have half a brain.nIf you like hittin' it at midnight, and make the whole room shake,nWell I'm the love that you look for, so ride with me and escape.nnI didn't think about my lady, I know that sounds kind of mean.nI wasn't tryin' to be shady, but there's a lot honeys out there that I'm tryin' to see.nI went to the website, took out a personal add.nAnd it described the lady I'd been wantin' so bad.nnCause I like red bull and vodka, and gettin down in the rain.nDon't like livin' in LA, but Myrtle Beach is OK.nWe gotta hook hook up at midnight, so I can see what you shake,nAt a bar called Tipsy's where we'll plan our escape.nnSo I kicked it with high hopes as she walked in the place.nDamn her body was bangin', I knew the curves of her face.nIt was my same old girlfriend, and she said oh, damn it's you.nThen we laughed cause we were busted, and I said I never knewnnThat you like red bull and vodka, and gettin' down in the rain.nYou like the sound of my guitar, and the bump of the bass.nI wanna hit it after midnight, I wanna see it on your face.nYou're my girl and you know it, so ride with me and escape.nn