There’s a guy at the door
Wearing black eyeliner
There’s a birthday girl
Goin’ for an all-nighter
And the frat boys
Knockin’ back shots with the bikers
Just another night
With a buncha outsiders, yeah
All the neon signs
Lighting up our faces
Grab another round
Add another for the waitress
The kick [bad word] kicks in loud
And our [bad word]  [bad word] the speakers thumpin’ all night long
All night long
 [bad word] Everybody sways
To the beat while the record plays
Everybody knows
How it goes
Woah, oh, oh
Hands up in the air
Nobody cares
We don’t stop for anything
Around here
Everybody sings
Everybody sings

We’re dancing like fools
With the music blasting
Trying not to spill the drinks
In our glasses
No, we’re not goin’ home
‘Til the [bad word] dry
We’re all shining in our own spotlight
Singing every line
Feels so right
 [bad word] Everybody sways
To the beat while the record plays
Everybody knows
How it goes
Woah, oh, oh
Hands up in the air
Nobody cares
We don’t stop for anything
Around here
Everybody sings
Everybody sings

Singin’
Stomping our feet
Hands on our hips
It’s gotta be
As good as it gets
Stomping our feet
Hands on our hips
It’s gotta be
As good as it gets
Stomping our feet
Hands on our hips
It’s gotta be
As good as it gets
Stomping, shaking
It’s gotta be
As good as it gets
 [bad word] Everybody sways
To the beat while the record plays
Everybody knows
How it goes
Woah, oh, oh
Hands up in the air
Nobody cares
We don’t stop for anything
Around here
Everybody sings
Everybody sings