Vertical Feeling

The Law

Out on the tiles, I slip and I fall,
Takes me a while just to regain control,
Smile on my face, shiver inside,
Just couldn't bring myself to provide.

Way overdressed, on a cold Monday night,
Man in the corner and her pockets are lined,
Lost on the floor, found in my bed,
Watchin' her dancing, it went to my head.

Oh, don't let me go solo,
Oh, don't let me go home,
Oh, with this vertical feeling in my bone,
And God knows, nobody's telling me no.

One broken home, four fragile minds,
Someone to hold her, she's hoping to find,
Strong on the out, soft on the in,
I hope her stockings ain't as thick as her skin.

Cold clear heels, serious pout,
Sight of the city and I leave in no doubt,
That nothing is wrong, but nothing is right,
And anything certain becomes a surprise.

Oh, don't let me go solo,
Oh, don't let me go home,
Oh, with this vertical feeling in my bone,
And God knows, nobody's telling me no.

Oh, don't let me go solo,
Oh, don't let me go home,
Oh, with this vertical feeling in my bone,
And God knows, nobody's telling me no.