I turn around and suddenly there’s a danger
Yet another close call that I couldn’t quite see
And I will admit that I am no stranger
To such a very similar controversy
It seems that I lack a sense of self-preservation
Along with an abundance of a need for a thrill
And that could make the deadliest of combinations
If I don’t keep totally and quietly still
But tonight I’ve got to move
Ain’t got a thing to prove
Besides when you’ve lasted this long
What could possibly go wrong

Bartender won’t you pour me a gin or a vodka
Deal me up bump or some x or some tea
Bet it all on black so if it’s red I get nada
And I’ll buy the pleasure of her company

But tonight I’ve got to move
Ain’t got a thing to prove
Besides when you’ve lasted this long
What could possibly go wrong

So if you’re crossing the street you be careful
If it’s cold and flu season you run and you hide
Do what your mom or boss or doctor all tell you
And if you’re in school or prison just open wide

But tonight I’ve got to move
Ain’t got a thing to prove
Besides when you’ve lasted this long
What could possibly go wrong