Clubbing Songtext
von Mrs. Kite

Several shots at nine
A night out with the same old guys
Familiar crowd of hellhounds welcomes me
Scaling down the expectations

Distance grows way to soon
Closeness turns into unknown
Warm touch leaves me cold alone
Is the game worth the candle?

A prospect comes in reach
The crowd cheers me on
My gorgeous baggage welcomes me
Candles, dimmed light, warm sheets


Warm touch leaves me cold alone
Distance grows way to soon
Closeness turns into unknown
Is the game worth the candle?

Make me smile
Stay a while
Turn me on
Leave by dawn

Make me smile
Stay a while
Turn me on
Leave by dawn

Make me smile, now stay a while,
Make me smile, now stay a while, now make me smile

Turn me on and leave by dawn,
Turn me on and leave by dawn, but turn me on