Check Twice

Hanging on the rack,

a velvet double-breast Underneath the light,

a hidden velvet vest

He checks the IDs twice,

then slips the jacket on

Security is asleep, the mirror's got him gone

In the pocket of the pants

A torn ticket stub,

a vintage retro romance (ooh-ooh)

Retro game crush, spinning in the light

Thrift store ticket stub,

we own the night

Wear the outfit

anyway, dance the rules away (yeah!)

Fitting room boutique, the plastic curtain sways Running from the screen,

escaping out the maze A pocket-sized arcade,

a coin inside the slot

Playing on a loop,

we give it all we got

Retro game crush

(retro retro)