Your night life freaks me out
I try to be nice but i can't understand
How a girl like you call me everynight
To come dance with your cracked up friends
I'm not antisocial but please give a break
They need jesus or some kinda pray
Or maybe that's the way things must be
I'm not a groovy boy, baby you can't that you
Too cool for me

I've been thinking in a regular night
Not swallow pills and stay up all night
Maybe a bar, movie and home
I can't dance, I Preffer to be alone
I guess you don't fit with me
And that's the way things must be
You go dance with your cracko friends
It won't be bad i still got my hands