Tell me who’s taking you home?/Who’s taking you home?/Please correct me if I’m wrong/But I feel this connection is so strong/So tell me who’s taking you home?
The words being sprayed are that of a deviant, some predator who lingers around the club after hours looking for the sloppiest girl of the bunch. The light melodies try to soften the mood, but there’s too much to overcome. Even the dopiest drunk can see through it — as weak as it is transparent.