R.I.P. to the club Vampires hunting for blood R.I.P. to the club R.I.P. how it was Guard the bathroom door, I'm a lightweight Burn calories off kissing blind dates Frizzy hair curling on my dance break They're allowed to watch but never narrate Dress stay hiked Nobody calls me shy You might spot me out but you could never recognize Shadows come to die Something 'bout the underground brings me back to life R.I.P. to the club Vampires hunting for blood I was getting fucked up Long before 21 R.I.P. to the club Vampires out on the hunt Shy girls wanna have fun Virgin wings for the angels we were You wouldn't recognize me at all 17 In the city I got the fake ID Took the LIRR in from Mineola 'cause parking's free Cami getting older I'm pulling her out the house with me, and Got written up on the subway for having open drinks But no one knows who we are here Penthouse parties don't belong here Class in the a.m. but I don't care And they all stare R.I.P. to the club Vampires hunting for blood I was getting fucked up Long before 21 R.I.P. to the club Vampires out on the hunt Shy girls wanna have fun Virgin wings for the angels we were You wouldn't recognize me at all (R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P.) (On the hunt, on the hunt, on the hunt) Shy girls wanna have fun Virgin wings for the angels we were You wouldn't recognize me at all