I know the world is a mess

I like the patterns on your dress

Would you have a drink with me please

Have a couple or three

I see you walk by, I don't speak but try

Have a drink with me please don't say anything

I look like a mess

The patterns of your dress, they blind me

Here's to the rest of the world

I guess that you deserve something you work so hard

At trying to be just like everyone else

Except people like me

Well, the lights shining down onto the street

The city lingers as it overheats

I'm on idle right now, don't feel so proud

Wait for the others to join the crowd

And they come, ones, threes

Here's to the rest of the world, oh, I don't know

Here's something that you deserve, a drink or two

Come on and sit down with me and we'll pretend everything

We'll pretend everything, it's easy