Makeout Party
Green Day
Hey, you got yourself a pretty little blouse
I think I wanna rub it the wrong way
Do you wanna spin a bottle, play a game of chicken?
Well, it's a tongue twister till your lips are bleeding
Oh, anyhow, anywhere
Kiss me there, oh, kiss me there
Oh, scream and shout, truth or dare
Kiss me there, oh, kiss me there
I think I wanna rub it the wrong way
Do you wanna spin a bottle, play a game of chicken?
Well, it's a tongue twister till your lips are bleeding
Oh, anyhow, anywhere
Kiss me there, oh, kiss me there
Oh, scream and shout, truth or dare
Kiss me there, oh, kiss me there
Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (A Man After Midnight)
ABBA
Half-past twelve
And I'm watching the late show in my flat all alone
How I hate to spend the evening on my own
Autumn winds
Blowing outside the window as I look around the room
And it makes me so depressed to see the gloom
There's not a soul out there
No one to hear my prayer
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight
Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away?
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight
Take me through the darkness to the break of the day
And I'm watching the late show in my flat all alone
How I hate to spend the evening on my own
Autumn winds
Blowing outside the window as I look around the room
And it makes me so depressed to see the gloom
There's not a soul out there
No one to hear my prayer
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight
Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away?
Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after midnight
Take me through the darkness to the break of the day
Stripped
Depeche Mode
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
Let me hear you make decisions without your television
Let me hear you speaking just for me
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
Let me hear you crying just for me
Let me hear you make decisions without your television
Let me hear you speaking just for me
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
Let me hear you crying just for me
Thanks for the Memories
Fallout Boys
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
"He tastes like you only sweeter"
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
"See, he tastes like you only sweeter"
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
"He tastes like you only sweeter"
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
"See, he tastes like you only sweeter"
Subcurrent
Depeche Mode – Stripped
I should add that for me, the main theme of this track isn't eroticism, but rather it's about showing your true self without any outside influences, and being vulnerable.