I know the world is a mess   I like the patterns on your dress   Would you have a drink with me please   Have a couple or three      I see you walk by, I don't speak but try   Have a drink with me please don't say anything   I look like a mess   The patterns of your dress, they blind me      Here's to the rest of the world   I guess that you deserve something you work so hard   At trying to be just like everyone else   Except people like me      Well, the lights shining down onto the street   The city lingers as it overheats   I'm on idle right now, don't feel so proud   Wait for the others to join the crowd      And they come, ones, threes      Here's to the rest of the world, oh, I don't know   Here's something that you deserve, a drink or two   Come on and sit down with me and we'll pretend everything   We'll pretend everything, it's easy