Sentimental slabs
An icy “clack”
As I click my heels
On this marble

Everybody’s drunk
And dancing
On the grey hard matter
As I chew on my straw

I bought a new dress
I got my new dress on
You haven’t noticed
My feet are locked to the floor

Well enough of this Cold Stone
I wanna go home

Everybody’s got
A shocking tale
To tell, they´re laughing
They go like: ‘Oh my God’

Skinny figurines
They´re kissing cheeks
Like they´re best friends
Till they turn around

You’ve got a new friend
I haven’t seen before
She’s really slutty
Is that my cap she’s got on?

Well, enough of this Cold Stone
I wanna go home