Had to get this track up while it's still fresh on the mind, not that I'll ever forget the first time our eyes met. She/he/it was very drunk, and so was I.
Fumbling across the floor, arriving with half my drink I leaned in and asked for a dance. Naturally it said nothing. Perhaps was because it's a vinyl record. Or maybe I just didn't land the pick-up line.
Like a real man though I knew it meant she wasn't keen and so I left. That's the last time I saw it. Not that I don't have a listen here and there.