I'm going to the club
My crew calling me
I know this night's
Gonna be crazy one
I'm dressing up
Very tight clothes
And ruining happiness
Of my jealous boyfriend
You say you won't go
But you're asking when will I be back
And what's with that tight dress
Chorus:
You're mad because of red wine
And for not having my lipstick on
And for me drinking too much
You're mad because of red wine
You're full od adrenaline
Because I haven't left the club until the morning
You're mad because of red wine
And for not having my lipstick on
And for me drinking too much
You're mad because of red wine
You're full od adrenaline
Because I've been naughty
I see you're worrying about
Somebody undressing me
Ten missed calls
You're affraid that I'm an easy chick
That I'll end up like
Every single one of your exes.