Lounge Act Lyrics Novels & Stories

For a young lady, she's lived quite an interesting life. Eventually Lily finished another drink and turned toward him. “I think it's time to say goodbye,” she laughed like she just made a joke. “What's funny?” Logan wasn't surprised. She was one hell of a character. “I just remembered it's a lyric from a song by Jason Derula and Nicki Minaj.” She smiled, as she sang the lyrics to him. “It's time to say goodbye, but don't leave me alone just stay for the night….” “Do you want to come home with me?” Logan asked, without letting her finish the song.

The lyrics: "You got the lights on in the afternoon And the nights are drawn out long And you're kissin' to cut through the gloom With a cough drop coloured tongue And you were sittin' in the corner with the coats all piled high And I thought you might be mine In a small world, on an exceptionally rainy Tuesday night In the right place and time." "..." (^艸^) No, no. The dude is already talking about kissing. "..." Well... actually... No! Sound out your feelings, not go tell her "Be mine, let's make out".

I got my ticket for the long way 'round Two bottle o' whiskey for the way And I sure would like some sweet company And I'm leavin' tomorrow, what do you say? When I'm gone When I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me by my hair You're gonna miss me everywhere, oh You're gonna miss me when I'm gone When I'm gone When I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me by my walk You're gonna miss me by my talk, oh You're gonna miss me when I'm gone I got my ticket for the long way 'round The one with the prettiest of views

Song: (All of me lyrics) "What would I do without your smart mouth? Drawing me in, and you kicking me out You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down What's going on in that beautiful mind I'm on your magical mystery ride And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright My head's underwater But I'm breathing fine You're crazy and I'm out of my mind Cause all of me Loves all of you Love your curves and all your edges All your perfect imperfections Give your all to me I'll give my all to you" All angels smiled cheerfully upon our song completion. Casie: "Wow that was really..."

“Let’s sit around, Waiting for the sun to rise Let’s sit around, Waiting for the moon to fall By the water As it glistens You could listen, To the sound of your tears To the sound of your tears But remember that I love you, I will forever No matter what happens, To me or you We’ll be together Through the years So as you cry Please listen, To the sound of your tears To the sound of your tears”

Everyone chorused. “GO!”

“That’s the first normal expression I’ve seen on your face since I walked over.” I narrowed my eyes at him before taking another sip of my drink. “You’re very observant for somebody who walks around bothering strangers in bars.” “Lounge,” he corrected calmly. I blinked at him. “What?” “This place is technically a lounge.” For some reason, that made me laugh harder than it should’ve. “Oh my God,” I muttered, briefly covering my face. “You’re one of those people.” He tilted his head slightly. “One of what people?” “The technically people.”

The lounge had always felt like a quiet harbor—velvet couches, low lamps, a place to catch your breath between storms. Tonight it held its breath with us. The curtain of the mezzanine muffled the music from the main hall; below, laughter rose and fell like a tide we were no longer part of. Up here, time narrowed until it fit inside Lena’s shaking shoulders.

"Where's my sugar, sugar, sugar baby?! Sugar, sugar, sugar, give it all to me! Don't care if you have anotha Kiss me like your real lova! Sugar, sugar, sugar I wanna bathe in your love Deceive me Make me think I'm the only one! Suuugar! Lie to me! Lie to me! Make me feel loved Otherwise. if. I. find. out Your Lova find you missing!" The lunch lady's seductive dancing drew in a small crowd of laughers. "That was Pop Sic's Sugar-Like Addiction. That was unfair of me. Sorry. But thank you Lunch lady-san for your performance."

Chase asks, sitting up straighter. I tilt my head, straining my ears. I can hear the beat, the rough drumming that sounds like it's straight out of a horror film. The singer starts, his gravelly, smoke-filled voice further aggravating the spidery feeling on my arms, but I can't hear the lyrics over the roaring crowd. I shake my head. "Hell Broke Luce." I frown. "Tom Waits? They play it all the time in the barracks. Most metal non-metal song you'll ever hear."