One, two, three, four, five, six...
Dry your hair under water
it takes wild nights to recover
Trying to find a way to make it last
by talking to the bottom of a glass
One, two, three, four, five, six...
After her I'm not too proud
to be passed around
Everyone cheer aloud
they're glad to see me
Cause it's happy in a crowd
It's happy in a crowd