Sitting in Georges Butter's car with the stereo on and a sixpack on the floor We just can't wait Y'all go out together what Making that fire Getting as hot as we could And it's out of sight The sun goes down and stars feeling right
It aint right It aint wrong 'Cause tonight, we're feeling young Being dumb When there's something, you'll forget it Somethings you might regret Oh yeah, it's that kind of night
Cars coming from all over town Words pressing faster than Jessica Blake in the house We're all here now And all I can see is stars Everyone grabs their drums and their guitars They're singing the songs And also I start shouting and hell I just sing along like this
It ain't right It ain't wrong Cause tonight, we're feeling young Being dumb When there's something, you'll forget it Somethings you might regret Oh yeah, it's that kind of night
As I go out to get some air, and stand along a couple with kids that just don't care Who founds them out Everyone is talking slow and crying to the cheap beer Hell, I don't know 'Cause they left me alone But when the moon comes out, we'll haul so loud We'll scream and we will shout
It aint right It aint wrong Cause tonight, we're feeling young Being dumb When there are somethings, you'll forget it Somethings you might regret Oh yeah, it's that kind of night Oh yeah, it's that kind of nightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
