Firstworld - Space Lyrics

Tripping in stilettos
They only wanna fight
She's missing in the ghetto
And nothing's going right
She's never one for conversation
Though she's
In and out of different situations
Looking temperamental and not quite right
She asks
Where are you going tonight

I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight

Drinkin amaretto
A Friday on the Bay
Cruisin the palmetto
With friends I'm on my way
He's got a lack of conscience and direction
Not the type to show affection
Says he's gonna get it tonight
Says he's gonna get it tonight
Where's it going down tonight

I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight

I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight
I'm going to Space tonight
I-I'm going to Space tonight