Testo Strange Man

The room is spinning And I feel dizzy like a rat trapped On one of those things That goes round and round and round All I can see are neon lights And the silhouette of man He's sitting to my right His hand is on my knee His hand is on my thigh His hand is on my arm His hands are covering my eyes The boom boom of the bass drum Is like the thudding of my blood It's mixing with wine and nicotine It's pumping through my heart like mud His eyes are closed His mouth is open His eyes are closed His mouth is open I don't remember what he looks like But he smells like a man and Marlboro reds His face is coming closer His fingers on my chin He smells like whiskey He smells like sin And now it's over And I know exactly where I am In a familiar bed With a strange, strange man I'd seen him around before And I said, "I'll see you around, man"