Lyrics to "The Red Light" by Poubelle International:


We’re waiting in the queue
the bouncer gives us lip
We talk back for a laugh
Cos we’re on the list

Johan flipped him off 
Cos we didn’t have to pay
He looked real pissed off but had,
Nothing to say. 

I was walking to the bar 
When I got hit by a bag
Swinging thru the air
On a sexy hand, 

She apologised, said:
Are you ok?
Well I’d be just fine, if
I had your name.
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Lets party like I’m leaving.

I ran away for a fortnight,
I spent the time in the red light.
Its like a dream but its worse,
Cos its starting to hurt 
And it might leave a mark.
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She loves it in this club
Like a kid out in the rain
Dancing almost nude and
I’m not complaining,

I want to take her home,
And I lean in to explain,
But the music’s fucking loud
And my French is lame.
 
So we’re smashing a kebab,
She’s losing her appeal,
I guess no body looks hot
When they’re eating a meal,

I get back to her hotel,
But I left her in the bath, 
I make it for the door 
With the mini bar.