hurry up, baby, 'cause we're going somewhere tonight   one glass of wine and you're mine and you know i just might...   you know i just might   you know i just might      well the room goes boom to the sound of temptations and more   twisting and turning that girl's looking good on the floor   good on the floor   good on the floor      well the four walls they collide   until the blue-eyed girl decides to let me go home   let me go home      host plays a ghost in my house, gets a fist in the eye   vinyl is crushed in the rush for the liquor supply   the liquor supply   the liquor supply      supremes in our dreams   do we quit bein' obscene on the stairs(?)   daylight appears through the curtains and nobody cares   nobody cares   nobody cares      well the four walls they collide   until the blue-eyed girl decides to let me go home   let me go home      daylight appears through the curtains and nobody cares   supremes in our dreams   do we quit bein' obscene on the stairs