It's a new year, new decade, and I'm going out to party it up and celebrate. I love getting a little wild in the bar and grinding on the dance floor with sexy men gets me all horny. But I know you're not gonna have any of the fun that I am. You're gonna be sitting at home, alone, being the sad little loser that you are. Thinking about the guys that are spending their money on me, putting their hands up my dress, taking me home knowing you never could. Tug on your cock while I laugh and tease you and know that this is the only type of celebration lonely losers deserve.