Texty: 3OH!3. Streets Of Gold. Déjà  Vu.

Hey mister bartender, mix me a drink
I really need something to tell me it's okay not to think
Because I've been to all these bars and I've seen all these places
I've hit on all these girls, I've heard the same conversations

Cab driver, cab driver, take me away
'Cause I already know all the words that she'll say
And I'll be creepin' out the window at the first sign of day
'Cause every single night it seems to go the same way

I think I've been here before, I think I've run into you
I know the things that you do, 'cause this is deja vu
This is deja vu
This is deja vu

I think I've been here before, I think I've run into you
I know the things that you do, 'cause this is deja vu
This is deja vu
This is deja vu

Mister bartender, you will kick me out
And the blonde girl in the back, you'll put your tongue down my mouth
And the greaser in the jacket's gonna pick a fight
And he'll probably kick my ass, 'cause I'm drunk every night

Officer, officer, tell me the truth
How many times can I get in trouble with you
Before they lock me up for all the bad things I do?
But you don't, and that's why this feels like deja vu

I think I've been here before, I think I've run into you
I know the things that you do, 'cause this is deja vu
This is deja vu
This is deja vu

I think I've been here before, I think I've run into you
I know the things that you do, 'cause this is deja vu
This is deja vu
This is deja vu

I did it like this, I did it like that
And it always comes back around
'Cause I don't know how to break this pattern down

I did it like this, I did it like that
And it always comes back somehow
I don't know how to break this pattern down

I think I've been here before, I think I've run into you
I know the things that you do, 'cause this is deja vu
This is deja vu
This is deja vu

I think I've been here before, I think I've run into you
I know the things that you do, 'cause this is deja vu
This is deja vu
This is deja vu