There's an orange glow, outside the bathroom window   It's Friday and I'm looking fly   Going to a party where there's loads of ladies   We'll be cruising 'round in my friend's Mercedes   I'll get my freak on tonight      Got a weapon in my pocket, got my best shoes on   Don't know who I'm going home with 'til the lights go on      We'll all have fights by the end of the night as we're queuing for taxis   We'll all get cold as the last chips are sold   And it looks like you smoke when you breathe      The girl behind the bar is serving Bacardis   We laugh and down them in one   I dance, you dance, we're all out to find a little romance   We're throwing shapes in the strobe lights      I'm chilling with my homies in the VIP   And baby if you're lucky, you can leave with me      We'll all have fights by the end of the night as we're queuing for taxis   We'll all get cold as the last chips are sold   And it looks like you smoke when you breathe      Take a slow walk home   Stick to what you know      I'm falling, I'm stalling, I stumble into traps again   I'm falling, I'm crawling, I papered over cracks again      Got a weapon in my pocket, got my best shoes on   Don't know who I'm going home with 'til the lights go on      We'll all have fights by the end of the night as we're queuing for taxis   We'll all get cold as the last pills are sold   And it looks like you smoke when you breathe   We'll all have fights by the end of the night as we're queuing for taxis   We'll all get cold as the last pills are sold   And it looks like you smoke when you breathe      Take a slow walk home   Stick to what you know