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You talk big with the lights out, sweetheart Word's out, better get out while you can We'll score with the lights on, darling Let 'em hear you scream it out If it's a game, then you're playing it all wrong You work the room but you're leading them all on now It gets better with the alcohol You taste bitter when they scream for last call You know, you're always looking for the next good time You don't mind waking with headaches and scars You know these girls make us put 'em down faster We've watched you move, girl, you're such a disaster You've got a knack for saying the wrong thing and heading for the bedroom We're not too curious, no, we've seen everything you've got and this attention's got to stop, baby You thrive on our attention, our words, and our affection From Letras Mania