Songtext von Last In The Club

Friday night, looking for love I'm the last one left in the club Shaky hands, legs are weak Got a problem, so it seems Last in the club Signing out, working week Feel the night at its peak Scan the room for eyes to meet In reflection, only me Last in the club Last in the club Find a light, the smoker's seat Conversation on repeat Closing time scross the street Open doors, it's only me Last in the club Last in the club Last in the club Last in the club Last in the club Last in the club