Redbull Vodka might be the only name I knew you by. You’d lean over my shoulder and say, “Redbull vodka, rail is fine”, Then kick off towards some dance floor, some bedroom, focused, like a pearl diver. I went both places with you once, Though I never knew your name. After all those nights pressed together We'd found it easier to fuck than ask. Do you think of me at all? I must be something to you. I found you sentimental in the afterglow.