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Bad Pop Song

I hear the beat start to bump
way too loud for this kind of song
I think the out of tune
is why too autotune
but what do I know?
everyone shakes their hips on the dance floor
feeling alright
drinking till my vision is blurred
she's way too busy checking her phone

in the flashing lights
I see glimpses of her beauty
my date recites everyline
to some cringy pop song
I can't pretend
it sounds like trash to me
she grabs my hands
sways us back and forth
then kisses my lips
guess it doesn't sound so bad

stumbling to the car
our friend drives us home
in the backseat laying my head on her shoulder
home sweet plays from the radio
feeling melancholy
knowing this moment is just about over
clutching her arm a little tighter