Green Room Groove
(oooh yeah) Under the roller rink lights
Your shadow's blocked but you're still on my mind
Turn the volume up,
leave the polite behind
Stuck in a green room that is just a closet
Breathing in the cheap perfume and deposit
I blocked your number but I hear your voice call Bouncing off
this tiny, painted drywall
And the static is starting to spark
A sudden current running through the dark
Under the roller rink lights
Your shadow's blocked but you're still on my mind
Turn the volume up,
leave the polite behind
(turn it up, turn it up)
We're boxed inside, no room to move But my head is spinning
with your groove Past the red line,
out of control
Past polite... yeah Under the roller rink lights (ahhh)