Hair Tie

So it's about what, half 11? I've had a bit too much to drink and um I need to pee so I go to the bathroom and I see this girl crying over this guy And I'm like, girl we don't cry over guys here Like, he literally looks like SpongeBob So, I sit down and give her a little pep talk And she's still crying but um, I don't know She's crying on the floor, on the floor, does he miss me? Little black dress to impress, kinda ditsy The girl next door, she's a little bit tipsy Drunk tears in her ears, saying, does he miss me? I say you're too pretty to cry, find another Who knows, he's probably got an even fitter brother So don't stress in your little black dress my dear You gotta let your hair down Hair tie on my left hand Dimmer the lights, the lights simmer the set band Plays a bit of Marvin Gaye on repeat Burn the blisters on my feet and Let your hair down in the morning We can dance until the dawn And I'll ride it down when he's dancing with me I walk up to this random guy, I don't know who he is, and I'm like What's your star sign? And he's like I don't believe in that, sorry I was like, I didn't ask you if you believed in it I asked what is it? With the gift of the Gab, he talks like Gandi Eyes on the prize when I blink like Bambi Gotta sweet tongue, little shy he can be bit of intellect and wine We play a bit of, ring of roses, dizzy doses Got my heart on my sleeve when his mind imposes White powder, louder, up his nose He's gotta let his hair down Hair tie on my left hand Dimmer the lights, the lights simmer the set band Plays a bit of Marvin Gaye on repeat Burn the blisters on my feet and Let your hair down in the morning We can dance until the dawn And I'll ride it down when he's dancing with me Fit as a fiddle, I let out a giggle When his poker face played the piggie in the middle Now I'm stuck in the middle with a riddler and his riddle Figure out his mind, a little by little Getting closer, closer, to this social smoker Asked his star sign, now he's lost composure A sweet talker, sits on the sofa But can't converse when I lean in closer and Hair tie on my left hand Dimmer the lights, the lights simmer the set band Plays a bit of Marvin Gaye on repeat Burn the blisters on my feet and Let your hair down in the morning We can dance until the dawn And I'll ride it down when he's dancing with me So I look over and see my hair tie just chilling On this go-go man's right hand He seems a bit different though Like he's got a bit of a spring in his step You best believe I never saw that hair tie again Hair tie on his right hand Dimmer the lights, the lights simmer the set band Plays a bit of Marvin Gaye on repeat Burn the blisters on his feet and Hair tie on his right hand, oh Hair tie on his right hand He's a changed-changed man He's a changed-changed man And it's all because of me