She Might Get Warm

The hip crowd's moving uptown, I've got to go
Talk to any who'll let me, cause you never know
I just met the drummer; he took my name, it took me by surprise

Take a sip and you wonder, "what is her name?"
The fresh faces look younger, but the game is the same
A tight figure calls you; you try to think of what you wouldn't do

Hey hey, I had hoped you'd stay
We're on the clock, but the drinks are on the way
Whoa whoa, don't want to see you go
She might get warm, she might be on a roll

Meet up on Ventura, go for a ride
Head south on the Harbor, swallow your pride
A wise man in Glendale will build you up, or cut you down to size

Face time in the Valley, watch the winds blow
Come for the unagi, stay for the show
You once had the answers, but that was then, and times are so much harder

Hey hey, I had hoped you'd stay
We're on the clock, but the drinks are on the way
Whoa whoa, don't want to see you go
She might get warm, she might be on a roll