Club Thing - Yoav, Turboweekend

I feel like playing the game tonight

This town gets lonely after midnight

And when animal hunger runs deep

I know I’m never gonna get to sleep

Well some people claim, but I know, I know

The deepest, darkest place to go

You never get out once they let you in

You never get out once they let you in

You’ll be nothin' but a club thing

What would you say to be paid to be one of the beautiful?

Such a beautiful face

Such a beautiful girl

And one thing’s for sure, one thing’s for certain

That if you get behind the velvet curtain

You’ll see, there nothing’s as sweet as it looks on my TV

You need a cold soul of concrete here

You gotta feel without pity

You need a cold soul of concrete here

Just like the soul, the soul of the city

What would you say to be paid to be one of the beautiful?

Such a beautiful face

Such a beautiful girl

Beautiful girl

He watches from the corner

He waits for her to stumble

He knows that he’s the king

The king of the cardboard jungle

He knows he can’t afford

What it pays to enslave her

He’s got a hunger

For the sweetest of favors

Well, don’t worry baby now

It won’t be long

Once the hunger start to take you in

Before you know it, you will be gone, gone, gone

To be just another club thing

What would you say to be paid to be one of the beautiful?

Such a beautiful face

Such a beautiful girl