From the EP Speakeasy (2011)

My baby says he’s tired, I have to agree
They’re preaching all the same things out on every street
I ask, ‘What you waiting for?’, he gets to his feet
Says, ‘If I start walking could we start a stampede?’

Baby, I’d follow you
Baby, I’d follow you
And everyone here’s so thirsty
I bet they would too

That’s what they call prohibition
That itch you’re just dying to scratch
A cigarette in the moonlight
Taking you home tonight
You oughta say no, but you can’t

Gotta keep it quiet, gotta keep it low
If everyone’s a-sipping it’s not gonna be cold
We’re all giggling, we’re all afloat
Found what we’re searching for and bringing it home

Baby, I’d follow you
Baby, I’d follow you
And everyone here’s so thirsty
I bet they would too

That’s what they call prohibition
That itch you’re just dying to scratch
A cigarette in the moonlight
Taking you home tonight
You oughta say no, but you can’t
You can’t, you can’t, you can’t, you can’t

Baby, baby, I’d follow you
Baby, baby, I’d follow you
I’d follow you, follow you
Be be de baby, I’d follow you
Be be de baby, I’d follow you
I’d follow you, follow you
And I bet everyone would too

Cause that’s what they call prohibition
That itch you’re just dying to scratch
A cigarette in the moonlight, maybe
Taking you home tonight
You oughta say no, but you can’t
You can’t, you can’t, you can’t, you can’t

Baby, baby, I’d follow you
Baby, baby, I’d, I’d
I’d follow you