Dancing in the Dive Bars

I'm the king of the deadbeats And you're the queen of the cheap seats We're gonna spend all the money That our landlord needs from you and me We'll wear our fanciest clothes and Walk out in the snow and Head north of the main drag where the cab drivers drink alone Let's go dancing in the dive bars On the darker side of town They've got a Bob Dylan cover band And they're playing too loud But I'm getting paid at midnight And all those other bills can wait I'd rather spend my night dancing in the dive bar with you I'd rather spend my night dancing in the dive bar with you She only drinks when she's smoking And that ain't that often At the end of the night I'll have an empty pack in my pocket She orders all of her drinks with that fake English accent She knows it drives me mad but I have to laugh in the moment Let's go dancing in the dive bars On the darker side of town They've got a Bruce Springsteen cover band And they're playing too loud But I'm getting paid at midnight And all those other bills can wait We're flat broke, sweat soaked and we need a table for two I'd rather spend my night dancing in the dive bar with you And your feet stick to the floor a reminder of the night before I'm gonna carry you home when you can't walk anymore Let's go dancing in the dive bars On the darker side of town They've got that Bon Jovi tribute band I hate so much And they're playing too loud But I'm getting paid at midnight And all those other bills can wait We're flat broke sweat soaked and we need a table for two I'd rather spend my night dancing in the dive bar with you I'd rather spend my night dancing in the dive bar with you I'd rather spend my night dancing in the dive bar with you I'd rather spend my night dancing in the dive bar with you I'd rather spend my night dancing in the dive bar with you