Party Girl

Its Friday night
i'm looking good
feeling nice
my arms are in the air
and my hair waves around my face
i got my legs up on the dashboard
his hands are roaming
the music in the background
overpowers my shouts of ignorance
and i don't want this night to end
as the alcohol kicks in
i try not to make a fool of myself
my words slur
as i try to stay in my seat
his words begin to blend with the music
so i just rock my head against the seat
pretending i want you as much as you want me