From the EP Speakeasy (2011)

My baby says he’s tired, I have to agree

Theyre 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’ll follow you

Baby, I’ll 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’ll follow you

Baby, I’ll 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’ll follow you

Baby, baby, I’ll follow you, I’ll follow you

Follow you

Baby, baby, I’ll follow you

Baby, baby, I’ll follow, I’ll follow you

And I bet everyone would too coz

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’ll follow you

Baby, baby, I’ll

I’ll follow you