It’s sort of Corny and sugar-sweet, but for that style of (Girls Nite Out, Bottomless Mimosas!) song, it’s well written and performed.
The structure of the song (a confessional narritive in first person) sounds a lot like early
Oliva Newton-what’s her name. The singer even sounds like her, whispery, with an English or Aussie accent.
It’s tragic to watch a female seek things that lay her to waste.