Theres a gravity in me pulling me to want to see What is going on tonight beneath the electric starlight I like to mix with walks of life who live life on the other side Pulling muscles from their shell a place to some that looks like hell Oh, the classic song that the jukebox is on has me movin Oh, the faces here make it so surreal Oh, in the company of pretty girls and near vagrants One drink away from sleeping on the pavement Im not quite sure what I find so appealing About the happy hour stealing A party after party til it started to get grating Another and another what are we celebrating Theres always something not to miss Diving back in the abyss And it gets so very stale But tomorrows a new tale In the Frolic Room The seat I assume And Im drawn to the night And its damn neon light Where are we meeting up at? Let me guess bet I know Does it have a sign in the window Ice cold six packs to go Sleep it off if you have to Theres a booth always in shadow The reality is all around you Its the best reality show Oh, in the company of the privileged and the nearly damned Mixing like a cocktail of pure spirits slammed In the danger zone is where youll find me In a certain dive so inviting Chorus
pulling, company, reality, party, frolic