Your Move

I don’t really go to parties,
Just a bunch of sweaty bodies in a room without AC
Kinda getting sick of my friends
Not because of something they did
But it tends to bore me

Same old thing, every Friday night
Two more drinks and you’re passing out
Zero bills in your bank account
Yeah, yeah
Someone trying to talk to me
Not as tough as I used to be
Went from yelling to whispering

Said if you wanna see me in the back room
Baby I can show you
Meet me by the stairs
I’ve been hearing all about this new groove
Baby but it’s your move
You know I’ll be there
It’s your move, your move

Looking forward to the next time
Get to meet between our two eyes
Over margaritas
Weekend can’t be further away
Getting closer every day
Just to spend the evening

Same old thing, every Friday night
Two more drinks and you’re passing out
Zero bills in your bank account
Yeah, yeah
Someone trying to talk to me
Not as tough as I used to be
Went from yelling to whispering

Said if you wanna see me in the back room
Baby I can show you
Meet me by the stairs
I’ve been hearing all about this new groove
Baby but it’s your move
You know I’ll be there

It’s up to you, it’s up to you, it’s up to you…