Prompt:

When I hear the needle skipping on a scratched up groove. A broken rhythm that I can't seem to move, and when we set the glasses on the ground, that's when it's time to drink em down. Whoa-oh-oh-whoa-oh. Chorus: Cause I get a warm steady feeling when it's going down. It makes me feel good Round after Round. It doesn't matter where or when, if I'm painting all the town. It makes me feel good Round after Round. Whoa-oh-oh-whoa-oh. Verse2 : The sunlight is fading, the glasses are filling up, ice hits the glass rim, liquid fills the cup. The room grows loud with a buzz in the air, laughter and singing are heard there. Whoa-oh-oh-whoa-oh. Chorus: Cause I get a warm steady feeling when it's going down. It makes me feel good Round after Round. It doesn't matter where or when, if I'm painting all the town. It makes me feel good Round after Round. Whoa-oh-oh-whoa-oh. Bridge: The clock stopped ticking the moment I walked in. No more deadlines, no more to do, just the ice in the glass, and the night coming through. Chorus; Cause I get a warm steady feeling feeling when it's going down. It makes me feel good Round after Round. It doesn't matter where or when, if I'm painting all the town. It makes me feel good Round after Round. Whoa-oh-oh-whoa-oh. Outro: Round after Round. Whoa-oh-oh-whoa-oh. It makes me feel good Round after Round.