Going out for a drink
looking for an unknown place
to keep the thinking away
and avoid my mind to stray
Feeling the cold wind in my hair
and the sound of the boots on the way
not sure where going but going anyway
Now I have a game to play
I let you loose a while ago babe
and now is time to track you down
still remember your smell
and the place you go I know
Under the bright city lights
sometimes I see your smile
and then you go with a balloon
tied up at your wrist
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