Lyric

She slips in through the rusty backdoor, spreading the smell of the cheap perfume

Wearing her Sunday best

Some stains are there to tell

The Fine art of her heavy makeup under the mirror ball makes her stand out

Another temporary love, it somehow brings me down, and

She’s just twisting the night away and

I’ve got a thing to say

The beats are hitting hard and people getting low and low

But when the song is over, let me take you home

Now I’ve come much too far, but I can’t take it any more

So when the song is over, I think I’m gonna take you home

The thrill of the final raise still stays the same as it gets easier

But I’m running out of time cuz you just never stay

Does impoliteness make you say “get lost” or “take me away”?

And now

Don’t matter who I am, come closer hear me say

The beats are hitting hard and people getting low and low

But when the song is over, let me take you home

Now I’ve come much too far, but I can’t take it any more

So when the song is over, I think I’m gonna take you home

D’you know how it feels when your wish becomes real?

Can you tell me what you need?

And if you want I’ll get you a little red corvette

The beats are hitting hard and people getting low and low

But when the song is over, let me take you home

Now I’ve come much too far, but I can’t take it any more

So when the song is over, I think I’m gonna take you home

The beats are hitting hard

The beats are hitting hard

The beats are hitting hard

The beats are hitting hard