My poor eyes stop sulking and they're winking nownShuffling as they're gnawing at the bitnOf your poor smile,nTwo lips as they are leaving.nThis bar is a joke.nDo you get it?nnI know I'm going to get your numbernWhen I speed dial information,nCause I'm going to be badnFor the both of us, for the both of us.nnThis bar is a jokenDid someone gets its number?nThey're people running round,nBut no one seems to knownWhen you came, or why you seem to linger.nWhy does it matter I'm lingering myself.nnI know I'm going to get your numbernWhen I speed dial information,nCause I'm going to be badnFor the both of us, for the both of us.nnAnd the last calls already taken,nAnd your train's pulling out of the station...nSo i'm going to be badnFor the both of us.