She slips in through the rusty backdoor, spreading the smell of the cheap perfume Wearing her Sunday best Some stains are there to tell The Fine art of her heavy makeup under the mirror ball makes her stand out Another temporary love, it somehow brings me down, and She’s just twisting the night away and I’ve got a thing to say The beats are hitting hard and people getting low and low But when the song is over, let me take you home Now I’ve come much too far, but I can’t take it any more So when the song is over, I think I’m gonna take you home The thrill of the final raise still stays the same as it gets easier But I’m running out of time cuz you just never stay Does impoliteness make you say “get lost” or “take me away”? And now Don’t matter who I am, come closer hear me say The beats are hitting hard and people getting low and low But when the song is over, let me take you home Now I’ve come much too far, but I can’t take it any more So when the song is over, I think I’m gonna take you home D’you know how it feels when your wish becomes real? Can you tell me what you need? And if you want I’ll get you a little red corvette The beats are hitting hard and people getting low and low But when the song is over, let me take you home Now I’ve come much too far, but I can’t take it any more So when the song is over, I think I’m gonna take you home The beats are hitting hard The beats are hitting hard The beats are hitting hard The beats are hitting hard