Suicide Squeeze - Hey, Wanna Throw Up? Get Me Naked lyrics

Let's get the f** out of here It's like a congregation From every drink's gla** drips condensation She's got her jacket on her back We put our last drinks back And hit the first red light No one moves, no one stands Red lipstick's on her drink gla** He's gone for three nights, come on He's gone for three nights, come on Come on, come on, come on I got somewhere else to be