I turn around and suddenly there's a danger   Yet another close call that I couldn't quite see   And I will admit that I am no stranger   To such a very similar controversy      It seems that I lack a sense of self-preservation   Along with an abundance of a need for a thrill   And that could make the deadliest combination   If I don't keep totally and quietly still      But tonight I've got to move   Ain't got a thing to prove   Besides, when you've lasted this long   What could possibly go wrong      Bartender, won't you pour me a gin or a vodka   Deal me up bump or some x or some tea   Bet it all on black so if it's red I get nada   And I'll buy the pleasure of her company      But tonight I've got to move   Ain't got a thing to prove   Besides, when you've lasted this long   What could possibly go wrong      So if you're crossing the street, you be careful   When it's cold or flu season, you run and you hide   Do what your mom or boss or doctor, all tell you   If you're in school or prison, just open wide      But tonight I've got to move   Ain't got a thing to prove   Besides, when you've lasted this long   What could possibly go wrong, no