I'm drunk can't see my glass
Not worried - chair dancing man.
Tossed out of the golden playpen
Beating the drum of pain and pleasure.
You see the street ahead
Just keep walking down it
Look straight ahead.
Nite club ice cubes crackin'
The money's gone
Don't have a cent.
Tossed out of the golden playpen
Beating the drum of pain and pleasure.
S*x talks eats you alive
We go making friends
Till we're satisfied.
I'm drunk can't see my glass
Not worried - chair dancing man.
Tossed out of the golden playpen
Beating the drum of pain and pleasure