歌词
Well, well you know,
When you see me dancing,
Late into the night,
At a show,
Drinking all alone,
With a cool drink in my hand
Bright smiles and blinding lights help keep a necessary distance
So my,
It's my way of coping,
With a glass in my hand
I keep my feet moving,
To each his own
I keep mine to myself,
Just one more night, just one more time
So my,
It's my way of coping,
With a glass in my hand
I keep my feet moving,
To each his own
I keep mine to myself,
Just one more night, just one more time
No, don't try and stop me
As you see me is as i am
I brought this upon myself
While waiting for one last dance.
I may seem like a drunken mess
But I promise i'll act upon my words
So my,
It's my way of coping,
With a glass in my hand
I keep my feet moving,
To each his own
I keep mine to myself,
Just one more night, just one more time
So my,
It's my way of coping,
With a glass in my hand
I keep my feet moving,
To each his own
I keep mine to myself,
Just one more night, just one more drink
I keep mine to myself,
Just one more night, just one more drink