Got a text from you Is it really true? All the stuff we did last night We shut down the bars Danced on top of cars Asked some girl if she’d be my wife
Oh, and I got pictures that I don’t remember taking that are so bad And, oh, I had to break into my own damn apartment How bout that?
They say the best always come from the worst nights baby, but Oh, it was crazy And, oh, it was amazing We blew all our money And crashed in your Mercedes Yeah, we both got numbers But didn’t get the names And my whole damn party lost power It was, it was, it was our finest hour
Bruises on my knee They’re all over me Think I mighta lost a fight Found a drink receipt From 42nd street Man, we musta lost our minds I got pictures that I don’t remember taking that are so bad I think I mighta fell asleep in the subway How bout that?
They say the best always come from the worst nights baby, but Oh, it was crazy And, oh, it was amazing We blew all our money And crashed in your Mercedes Yeah, we both got numbers But didn’t get the names And my whole damn party lost power It was, it was, it was our finest hour
This night was ours This night was ours And it was our finest hour
This night was ours This night was ours And it was our finest hour
Got a text from you Is it really true? All the stuff we did last night
Oh, it was crazy And, oh, it was amazing We blew all our money And crashed in your Mercedes Yeah, we both got numbers But didn’t get the names And my whole damn party lost power It was, it was, it was our finest hour, our finest hour It was our finest hour This night was ours This night was ours And it was our finest hourTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
