Backfire at the Disco - The Wombats

It’s 8 o' clock, and I’m feeling fine

I’m out on a date tonight

In a candle-lit restaurant down by the riverside…

Everything’s going all right, I guess

She took down my number and home address

Everything was going perfectly, until…

It backfired at the disco

She slapped me at the disco

I did something I’ll never

Forget

Woo-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh, woo-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh

Woo-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh, woo-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh

Woo-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh, woo-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh

Woo-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh, woo-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh

It was a chat-up line built not to impress

More a sleazy remark on her whorish dress

My wires crossed like they’ve never done before…

Well, it’s 3 o' clock and I’m feeling shite

I’m going home alone tonight

Everything was going perfectly until…

It backfired at the disco

She slapped me at the disco

I did something I’ll never

Forget

It backfired at the disco

We were dancing at the disco

I made a move when it was well out of

Context

Woo-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh, woo-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh

Woo-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh, woo-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh

Woo-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh, woo-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh

Woo-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh, woo-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh

Well, it backfired at the disco

We were dancing at the disco

Yeah, it backfired at the disco

When you slapped me at the disco

Yeah, it backfired at the disco

We were dancing at the disco

Yeah, it backfired at the disco

When you slapped me at the disco