Girl, I slip into your bedroomnThe light from your mac cuts through the gloom, like moonlightnIts so fucking grim out there, lets hibernatenI'm sick of people obsessed with there clothes and hairnNever leave london, new york or l.a.nFuck it, lets hibernatennIts cold and it is latenWe both know i should'nt staynI don't care what your flamates saynBut yeah they're probably rightnDon't let me stay tonightnI'm drunk and you are tirednDon't let me stay tonightnI'm hard and you are tirednnI could crash out on your sofanBut thats not what I am here fornWe could do spoons or morenJust don't show me the fucking futonnnI can hear your breathingnSee your eyes move under lidsnAs you dream of our future and kidsnFile away the days regretsnnAnd yeah your probably rightnDon't let me stay tonightnI'm drunk and you are tirednDon't let me stay tonightnnYeah you probably had some bad advicenBut your flatmates arn't that brightnAnd ones got a moustachenAnd she talks a lot of shitennI can feel something is growingnAnd yeah I ought to be gonenNow the light from your mac is blinkingnLeaving is not what I'm thinkingnnAnd yeah your probably rightnDon't let me stay tonightnI'm drunk and you are tirednSo let me stay tonightnnI don't care what your flatmates saynYou've got that naughty look in your eyesnI'm hard and you are tirednJust let me stay tonight