Yeah We're back in New York, baby (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Comin' at you live from Blue Wave Studios Hey You were smoking in the hallway The moment that you saw me Stumbling up the stairs to the show (yeah) You wore a chain link necklace Beautiful and reckless Brands like neon signs on your clothes And I thought, "Who is this trendy girl I used to know?" Style so of the times I thought she jumped out of my phone But there she stood before me Drowning in a forty That's not your drink of choice, baby, you want a vodka tonic? Aw man, this goes like this, uh Somewhere in a dream Or was it a memory? I flash back to us in your car Disposable cameras You put your hand on my arm Gravel roads and snow globe stars Huh, but the vodka spills all over me, and I'm back (Whoo) And you're there And the drums shake the room as I stare But the townies, uh (do-do-do-do-do-do-do) They throw hands, yeah (do-do-do-do-do-do-do) So I flee the mosh pit and I find you in the back Dance with me now