Frolic Room
There's a gravity in me
Pulling me to want to see
What is going on tonight
Beneath the electric starlight
I like to mix with walks of life
Who live life on the other side
Pulling muscles from their shell
A place to some that looks like hell
Oh
A classic song that the jukebox has on has me grooving
Oh
The faces here make it so surreal
Oh, in the company of petty crooks and near vagrants
One drink away from sleeping on the pavement
I'm not quite sure what I find so appealing
About the happy hour stealing
A party, after party
Til' it started to get grating
Another, and another
What are we celebrating
There's always something not to miss
Diving back in the abyss
And it gets so very stale
But tomorrow's a new tale
