Very drunken poem

"All I want
Is to feel good"
And its pitch black
In this nightclub place
And I can't hear my phone
Going love me Beth
And feel the beat
The coat of the girl in front of me
Is a person possessed diving and jiving
And out of place
In this room of sliding +
Drinking +
Pretending +

They said she, loves him yeah
But as the strobe light bit
Her body
She sung in thought
'I don't want that boy'
And all her mates were gone
Save a quarter empty bottle
And the strobe started again
And she had no way to get home.
She said to the fighters in the ladies
'Hey, what do you believe?'
And they looked at her
With Red Square Faces
As she pissed above the seat

Using bloody tissues to wipe away
The open questions on her face
As the rugged pink-coated hippy
Rocked to the beat
She sat in red glow yellow glow
Pen and paper
And Dave rolled on opposite
And AJ fell over, there...