Hustle Rose - Metric

Behold the fishnet slut tonight

Hustle Rose goes from limb to limb

Fingertip to painted lip she sways her way up to him

Says, «Now that your wallet is all lit up

Now that your wallet is all lit up

Now that your wallet is all lit up

Now that your wallet is all lit up

Now that your wallet is all lit up

Now that your wallet is all lit up

Now that your wallet is all lit up

Now that your wallet is all lit up

Now that your wallet is all lit up

You’re gonna wanna wear it out»

If you’re looking for something life-like

Hit a sardine nightclub

If every surface you touch is cold

Never go home

He says, «I can’t feel a thing, my dreams are so tight

Why wouldn’t I stand in line tonight?»

Now that your wallet is all lit up

You’re gonna wanna wear it out

You’re gonna wanna wear it out

You could throw me a bone

If I get too close you wake me up

Remind me softly to go

If I forget won’t you wake me up

Remind me not to feel a thing

Keep the dream tight

I can’t feel a thing

My dreams are so tight

Why wouldn’t I stand in line tonight?