Women - Upstairs lyrics

Soon we'll go To a place where nobody Has been keeping track And we'll eat for free All while holding hands Stripping senses nightly Undecided All of your blues Are just pa**ing through Standing there

While all the men in their hats try to cry Sending and puking them down Can you want it back Would it be alright Stripping senses nightly Undecided All of your blues Are just pa**ing through